Chapter 1500 Bodhisattva, Emperor, accomplice, seat! "Dad, mom, big brother, second brother!" After passing through the Chaos Gate and looking at the four close relatives in the courtyard, Yang Chan's eyes immediately burst into tears and her voice shouted in a choked voice.
"Chan'er."
"Three sisters..."
The family of four looked at her at the same time. Yao Ji slowly opened her arms and called gently, "Come here."
"Mom~" Yang Chan turned into a breeze and rushed into Yao Ji's arms in an instant, crying bitterly: "Mom, I miss you so much!"
Yao Ji also cried while laughing, silently hugging her daughter's slender body: "Mom miss you very much, and she misses you every moment."
At this touching moment, Qin Yao bowed slightly to the slowly disappearing gate of Chaos, and thanked Nuwa for sending Yang Chan back.
He knew very well that saints value face the most, so he would never lose points in this regard.
The sky outside the sky, Nuwa Palace.
After seeing this scene, Nuwa raised her lips slightly and felt quite happy.
This is very good. Yang Jian did not become the Emperor of Fengdu, but he was still the same as in the past and had never changed.
He doesn't change, then the relationship between them will not change, and even the relationship between her and Yang Chan will not change.
In fact, these relationships themselves are a way to move the whole body...
It was night.
The family of five was having a reunion dinner happily in the Yang Mansion in Huashan.
In the battlefield of the Gods, Jiang Ziya sat on the back of the Sibuli, quietly watching the army crossing the river. "Marson, it's already late. Let's continue to cross the river tomorrow morning." Soon after, Nangong Shi accompanied Jiang Ziya with Wuji and said softly.
Jiang Ziya nodded slightly: "General Nangong will stay in Mianchi County. Let's take the remaining troops across the river tomorrow. I'll wait for you in Mengjin."
"Yes, Marshal!" Nangong Shi said with his fist.
Soon after.
Jiang Ziya rode Sibuli and slowly walked on the water of the Yellow River with Wuji, who was riding a tall horse. Sibuli and Fierce Horse's feet would ripples every time they stepped on the water.
"Bukit~"
"Master."
"Yang Jian was granted a ghost, I was granted a god. Now Yang Jian has achieved perfection and his body has become an emperor. Do you think I have such blessings?" Jiang Ziya asked softly.
Wuji pursed his lips and whispered, "Master is a god, and he has worked hard and made great contributions. How could he not have such blessings?
What's more, the list of gods is now in your hands. You have the final say who is a god and which god is a god."
He has never been a stupid person, otherwise he would not be the disciple of the prime minister of the dynasty. Therefore, the moment the master asked, he knew that the other party had made a decision to refer to Yang Jian and even imitate Yang Jian's plan.
In this case, what can he say?
Say you are not worthy, or should you advise the other party to think twice before doing it?
No matter which one is said, he will be disliked; therefore, he can only speak according to the other person's wishes.
"You are right."
At this time, Jiang Ziya's expression gradually became firmer: "The power of the gods is in my hands, and I have suffered more hardships along the way than Yang Jian. Even if I don't have the extraordinary achievements, I still have hard work, right? Is it not too much for me to leave a throne for myself?"
"Of course it's not an exaggeration." Wu Ji said without hesitation: "This is what you deserve, Master!"
Jiang Ziya finally laughed, turned her hands and took out the list of gods, stared at the gods in it over and over again, and finally stared at a high god.
And the name of this god... is for Emperor Dongyue!
Three months later.
Jiang Ziya waited for hundreds of princes in the Mengjin camp, and combined more than 1.6 million soldiers and horses, and the soldiers and horses sang together, and the world was determined.
At this point, the Battle of the Gods was officially over and the situation was settled. Jiang Ziya bid farewell to King Wu, turned back to Yuxu Palace, and reported to his master Yuanshi Tianzun. "Ziya, have you considered yourself?"
After asking again and given the God-Emperor's Insignia, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly asked.
Jiang Ziya's heart thumped, and he thought for a while in his mind. Finally, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I have no consideration for you yet."
He was worried that if Yuanshi Tianzun refused to let him go after he said the truth, then he would be completely in a wax.
Since this is the case, it is better to cook the raw rice and then give yourself a god first.
In fact, if it weren't for the list of gods that required the talisman and the imperial edict to be combined with the Gods Platform to be able to be enthroned, unlike the list of ghosts that could be enthroned immediately, he would have long since named himself the Emperor of Dongyue.
However, he made a fatal mistake of being vicious and impolite, that is, he misjudged the wisdom of Yuanshi Tianzun.
After all, he is one of the six saints. How could Yuanshi Tianzun not see the little bit of his heart?
And for Yuanshi Tianzun, you told him openly that after he thought it was not possible, he would give compensation even if he denied you.
But you just hide and try to make small mistakes, which is equivalent to touching his reverse scale and blocking your own future directly.
Because of this, Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at him deeply, didn't want to say anything more, and waved his hand, "You go."
Jiang Ziya breathed a little relieved, bowed to take the order, and then turned into a breeze and flew out of Yuxu Palace.
After watching him leave silently, Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head, and instantly came to Qishan Fengshen Platform, stared at Fengshen Platform for a while, and raised his hand to take out a heroic soul from it...
The next day.
Jiang Ziya climbed to the Venerable Platform, read out the imperial edict of Yuanshi Tianzun, enthroned the gods on behalf of Tian, and granted the first Baijian, and then granted Huang Tian to become the master god of the Three Mountains.
If you can rank second, this official position is naturally not small. The reason why Jiang Ziya named Huang Tian as a top-grade high god is also very simple. After experiencing the incident of Yang Jian’s illegal imperial decree and enthronement in the Tu Shengsun, he understood a truth.
Human relationship resources are also resources. Huang Tianhua is the apprentice of Qingxu Daode True Lord. If he has given him high, then Daode True Lord will inherit his friendship, just like the same as the friendship between Sun and Yang Jian!
When Huang Tianhua took this throne, Jiang Ziya deliberately skipped the Five Mountains Emperors and refused to grant him the title of the righteous gods in each division, and instead conferred all the generals who died in battle on the battlefield, even some of the fierce soldiers who were first on the battlefield, were named the righteous gods. It was difficult to get enough 361 people.
Finally, it was time to enfeoff the imperial seal of the Five Mountains Emperors. The first thing he wanted to enfeoff was Huang Feihu, but he found that Huang Feihu was not in the Venerable God Platform.
Turning back to ask Bai Jian, Bai Jian only said that he didn't know. The key is that the person is not there, and he can't enfeoff the imperial seal. He could only sigh in secret that Brother Feihu was not lucky and passed by the other party and named the Four Mountains Emperor.
But what he never expected was that when only the last priesthood of Emperor Dongyue was left, the immortal man from the South Pole brought Huang Feihu to the front of the Gods and accepted the imperial seal.
Jiang Ziya looked at Huang Feihu, then at the Antarctic Immortal Weng, and only felt the blackness in front of her eyes, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
The mechanism is too smart, but it will ruin your future...
Time is long.
Five hundred years pass by in a flash.
On these more than 100,000 days and nights, an amazing huge fairy city rose from the underworld.
This city is called Fengdu, which is connected to the six realms of reincarnation, and is the residence of the Emperor of Fengdu.
For five hundred years, the Emperor of Fengdu has transformed into an infrastructure madman and built a city crazily, which has led to the largest city in the underworld today.
Not counting those hidden ghosts and the wandering souls entering the city to play, there are more than 60 million permanent ghosts who have obtained the right to live in this city, so that the city continues to expand outward and grow bigger and bigger. Compared with the deserted underworld in the past, the underworld is now very lively and finally has some atmosphere as one of the three realms...
This day.
A woman wearing a dragon bun, wearing a white gauze skirt, eyebrows like a small moon, eyes like stars, lips like cherries, jade face, holding a pure bottle of nectar and shed willows, stepped into Fengdu City, looking at the bustling scene in the city, and secretly amazes.
For mortals, five hundred years are long, enough to reincarnate for ten lifetimes.
But for immortals, five hundred years are very short, and it is just a retreat practice.
In just five hundred years, the underworld has become like this, far better than any royal city in the world, which shows Yang Jian's ability to govern the world...
Soon after.
The woman in white dress arrived at the central imperial palace from the East City Gate and said to the grass-headed god who was guarding it: "Please report it to the Buddhist Guanyin, seek to see the Emperor of Fengdu."
If she was still a Taoist Cihang, then naturally there was no need to be so "seeing the outside world".
But her current identity is Guanyin Bodhisattva and a Buddhist venerable, so at this moment, she can only say this.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
The grass head god did not dare to neglect and immediately went to report.
In a blink of an eye, Qin Yao flashed to the gate of the imperial palace and greeted with a smile: "Master...Master."
The word "Master" that he never called out was of course intentional purpose, and Guanyin also understood the meaning of closeness he showed.
"After many years of separation, the emperor is still in his prime."
Guan Shiyin looked at the young man in the imperial robe in front of him with a gentle look, with smiles on his eyebrows.
Although time will not grow old gods, it will change people's temperament.
Many gods look young, but they give people the feeling of an old man.
For this reason, many gods simply show the world in the image of an old man to eliminate the feeling of incongruity.
But the young man in front of her did not have the aura of an old man, and was still energetic and still warm and brilliant, making people feel happy to see it.
"The master is better than the past."
Qin Yao smiled and immediately said, "This is not a place to speak. Please follow me to enter the palace. Recently, I have got a few kilograms of high-quality immortal tea, so please ask the master to taste it."
Guan Shiyin agreed with a smile, and then followed the other party into the depths of the imperial palace, sitting on the soft couch without mentioning it...
Half a quarter of an hour later.
The two of them said some greetings, and Qin Yao suddenly changed his mind and asked with a smile: "I heard that not long ago, Tathagata divided the world into four continents?"
Guanyin nodded slightly: "That's right, east, victorious Shenzhou; south, Shanbuzhou; west, Niuhezhou; north, Juluzhou." "Tathagata has a lot of ideas~" Qin Yao said meaningfully.
Guan Shiyin sighed and said with emotion: "He is indeed a very capable person. Under his leadership, Buddhism has become the second only force after the Taoist sect in the Middle Earth world in just five hundred years. Perhaps if you seize another opportunity, you can become an existence that runs side by side with the Taoist sect."
Qin Yao smiled and said with a smile: "Is this his own merit? Every powerful person who comes from Taoism has contributed great power."
Guan Shiyin laughed and said warmly: "The Emperor is right, it is indeed the case."
"After that being said, Bodhisattvas come to me today to find me for the opportunity to prosper in Buddhism, right?" Qin Yao asked.
Although one works in Buddhism and the other works in the underworld, they are both from the same source. Therefore, Guanyin did not go around in circles and attacked the maneuvers and admitted directly: "That's right, we plan to set up a heavenly bureau to take another step."
Qin Yao laughed: "You just told me directly?"
Guanyin said sincerely: "I have no choice. This heavenly bureau requires the strong support of you, the Emperor of Fengdu."
The two looked at each other, and then laughed loudly at the same time. The atmosphere was extremely cheerful and pleasant.
After a while, the two of them gradually closed their smiles, and Qin Yao said in a deep voice: "Master, let's talk about this heavenly situation." Guanyin said: "Simply put, we have determined to enhance our influence in the East Land by seeking the scriptures.
The team of seeking scriptures will set off from the Southern Continent to go to the Pure Land to seek the true scriptures.
And in this team, there should be the true spirit of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements will be harmonized, and the five elements will return to the original."
Qin Yao nodded and said, "What then?"
"As for the five elements, Buddha appointed one as the master of the five, and I will choose the other four.
There are countless creatures in the three realms, and even if there are countless geniuses, I was confused for a moment, but I still couldn't choose a specific candidate, so I thought of you and wanted to ask you for help..." Guanyin said with a smile.
Hearing this, Qin Yao couldn't help but feel emotion.
Unclearly, I became the boss playing chess behind the scenes.
" Within one year, I will go to the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea in person and hand over the selected list to the Bodhisattva."
Guanyin said warmly, "Then I'll trouble you..."
Shaoqing, Qin Yao bid farewell to Guanyin, and after returning to the palace, he suddenly couldn't help laughing.
Is Guan Shiyin really not able to be chosen?
How is it possible?
This is clearly to give the "Buddhist Council seat" to the Academic Sect. After all, except for the master chosen by the Tathagata, the other four corresponding seats are the Fighting and Victory Buddha, the Altar Envoy, the Namo Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat Bodhisattva, and the Namo Eight Divine Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva.
The status of these four seats is naturally not as good as that of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, but it cannot stand the number.
Guan Shiyin directly won four for the Chan Sect. From this aspect, we can also see the influence of the Chan Sect in the listed sect Buddhism.
Interestingly, among the five great holy teachings, only one sect in Western Buddhism has been "listed".
The Human Resources, the Analects, and even the Ji Sect who were almost crippled, and even the Nuwa Palace forces who had no sense of existence are still sole proprietorship sects of saints.
But the two Western saints not only did not stop this situation, but instead adopted a tacit attitude. Qin Yao subjectively speculated that perhaps the two saints had made some great ambitions to the way of heaven when they became saints.
If so.
Then isn't this a closed loop?
The big aspiration can be completely understood as lending.
The Three Pure Ones have the blessings of Pangu, Nuwa has the merits of repairing the sky and creating humans. The two Western saints have nothing, so they can only borrow money from the Heavenly Way.
So, both Sanqing and Nuwa have to choose, so they can not be listed.
But the two Western saints have no choice. In order to repay the loan, they can only seek development at all costs...
Tsk~
I am afraid that in a thousand years, the two saints' Heavenly Dao loan will be paid off, but they have nothing to do with Buddhism.
Unless another chaotic disaster at the level of the Gods is required to turn the tide at the level of the saint, the Buddhist monks will only chant Amitabha...