Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

The place where Cui Heng left his spirit guide is in Changfeng Fucheng.

He returned through the heavenly moving spell and naturally appeared here.

However, two hundred years have passed and this place is no longer what it used to be.

The place that was supposed to be the state pastoral office has been turned into a large auditorium.

Only the pattern of the foundation and the bricks and tiles of the exterior walls of the courtyard can barely tell what it looked like two hundred years ago.

This is no longer the place where he used to handle political affairs and arrange various affairs.

"There is red silk hanging on the door frame, colorful flags flying on the flagpole, there are firecrackers that have just been set off on the ground, and there is the sound of blowing outside. It seems that a ceremony is being held here?"

Cui Hengguan checked the surrounding situation and said with a smile, "To be able to hold such a ceremony leisurely shows that the people's life is not bad, but I don't know if it is still the Wei Dynasty."

Two hundred years ago, when he left Dao Zhouxing, the Wei Dynasty of the Wang family ruled this land.

If the Wei Dynasty were still there today, Guozuo would have been around for 280 years.

Not too short.

"Hey? Young man, why are you still here? The Holy Lotus Conference is about to start."

At this time, an old man walked out of the auditorium and said with a smile, "If you go late, you won't be able to catch up with the fast food given by the saint."

Holy Lotus Conference?

Cui Heng was stunned when he heard this and looked at the old man.

Under his discerning eyes, he immediately discovered something unusual about the old man, but he did not tell the truth. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'll go over right now. Why don't you go, father-in-law?"

"I won't go, I won't go, old man, I am old." The old man waved his hand gently and said with a smile, "The fasting food given by the saint is good for you young people, and the quantity is limited. I am an old man. I won’t steal it from you.”

"But I see that my father-in-law, you have the blood of gods and humans flowing in your body, and there is a dharma brewing in Niwan Palace. You are clearly a god." Cui Heng said with a smile, "Why do you say you are old?"

"You?!" The old man's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Cui Heng in disbelief, horrified, "How did you..."

"Shh!" Cui Heng shook his head slightly and said, "Don't make any noise yet, come with me to go out and take a look."

As soon as the words fell, the old man closed his mouth involuntarily, and then found that he had directly lost the ability to speak.

Not only could I speak, I couldn't even make a sound.

No matter whether he opened his mouth to shout, clapped his hands, or stamped his feet violently, he could not make even the slightest sound.

He seemed to be isolated from the normal world, completely unable to make any sound.

This was an experience he had never had before, and an extreme fear he had never felt before.

"Who is he? Who is he?! How can a god like me be so silent that he can't even make a sound?!"

The old man roared with horror in his heart, "Xuanxian? Golden Immortal?! The real strong man on the Sin Head Star has finally appeared? Has our identity been exposed?"

One doubt after another emerged in his mind.

He also wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't do it at all. In front of this young man, he couldn't even think of escaping.

Both his body and his will were telling him——

You shouldn't run away, and you can't run away. If you run away, you are courting death.

So, he could only follow Cui Heng.

After Cui Heng walked out of the auditorium, he saw a very spacious street outside.

The restaurant that opened across the street two hundred years ago has long disappeared, and now it has become a huge square.

At this time, a dense crowd was gathering in the square. It looked like there were two to three thousand people. They were both men and women, but they were all crowded together, surrounding the central high platform.

On that high platform was a lotus carved from white jade, and sitting on it was a girl wearing a colorful dress.

This girl looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. Her brows were obviously still immature, but her facial features were extremely beautiful, giving people a feeling of charm.

But her temperament is full of holiness.

The intertwining of these several feelings is very strange, but it is easy for people to fix their eyes on her, and then they can no longer take their eyes away.

"Wuji Golden Immortal." Cui Heng saw the girl's cultivation level at a glance. He couldn't help but be a little confused and said to himself, "It's impossible that Huo San and Honghe Water God didn't notice it, but they didn't care because they didn't show any harmful behavior." The place?"

At this time, the girl was giving fast food to the people gathered here.

These fasting foods are very ordinary, just a few pieces of dried tofu and a few fruits, but the way she takes out these fasting foods is very special.

People who gather here will bow respectfully under the white jade lotus pedestal.

Then the girl would stretch out her jade-white right hand and gently grasp it toward the sky, and the vegetarian food would appear out of thin air in her hand. Then she would gently shake her wrist, and the fast food would automatically appear in front of the worshiper.

"Is this the saint of your Holy Lotus Sect?" Cui Heng looked at the old man beside him and said calmly, "How long has this been going on?"

"Last, it only started in the past two years. This, this is the third time, I, I can speak?!" The old man touched his mouth in shock, then fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, shouting loudly, " God, have mercy on me!"

His voice was loud, even using real energy, which was enough to be heard for miles around.

But the people around him seemed to have heard nothing and had no reaction at all.

"No need to be careful, no one can see us, and no one can hear our voices." Cui Heng looked at the old man with a half-smile, and chuckled, "I'll ask you an answer, so maybe you can still How about surviving?"

"Many, thank you, Immortal!" the old man said tremblingly, feeling extremely frightened in his heart.

This person can actually hide this from even the Infinite Golden Immortal like the Saint!

Is he a saint? !

There are actually saints on the Sinhead Star? !

how so? !

"Where did you come from and when did you get here?" Cui Heng asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the Immortal, we are disciples of the White Lotus Wusheng Sect of the Divine Mighty Star in the Ziyang Immortal Realm." The old man's breath suddenly became much calmer, and he could actually speak fluently.

"Get here fifty years ago."

It seemed that the so-called White Lotus Wusheng taught him some confidence.

…

Zhongjing, the Imperial Palace of the Wei Dynasty.

Forty years ago, the Wei court reorganized the administrative divisions of the country.

At the same time, changes were made to the official system and decentralization of powers was carried out at the local level.

The original twenty-four states were changed to one capital and twenty-four provinces, and the state pastoral position that originally held the financial power of a state was abolished.

Instead, each province was set up with one chief envoy, one envoy for inspection, and one envoy for general command, and all military and administrative supervisory duties were separated.

The land of a hundred miles in the capital was separately designated as Zhongjing and the imperial capital.

The remaining Zhongzhou part was established as a separate province, called Zhongjing Zhili, or Zhili for short, and three envoys were set up to handle military and political affairs.

This decree was an earth-shaking change for the entire Wei Dynasty, almost like a change of dynasty.

And it was carried out in the 240th year of the founding of the Wei Dynasty.

It was originally impossible to succeed.

After all, the state pastor has been in charge of military and political power for many years, and there are new forces that have emerged in the local area for more than 200 years. How easy is it to divide the power into three parts?

But Changwu Emperor Wang Chen, who had only been on the throne for twelve years, actually did it.

As a result, the central power of the Wei Dynasty became unprecedentedly powerful, and local officials were no longer in power, which actually made this already aging dynasty regain its vitality.

Now in the fifty-second year of Changwu, the Wei Dynasty is still full of flowers, and its prosperity far exceeds that of previous generations of emperors.

At this time, Wang Chen was already eighty-five years old, but he practiced martial arts diligently and became an immortal. He still looked like he was only in his thirties and in his prime.

It's just that according to the rules set by Emperor Taizu, the throne can only be held for a maximum of sixty years and no longer.

Therefore, there are only eight years left before he abdicates.

In recent years, Wang Chen has not paid much attention to government affairs. Most of the time, he has let the prince supervise the country.

And he himself built a temple deep in the palace and named it "White Saint Palace".

A Taoist priest was also invited to give lectures.

At the same time, ask for martial arts advice.

This day is the day for Wang Chen to listen to scriptures.

He arrived at the Baisheng Palace wearing Taoist robes as usual, but he did not see the Taoist priest sitting on the futon.

Instead, he stood outside the palace, his eyes seeming to be looking into the distance.

"Daozhang Shen, what are you looking at?" Wang Chen approached and asked curiously.

"We are looking at the future of the Holy Lotus Sect." Shen Baisheng turned around, bowed his hands in salute, and said with a smile, "I have seen Your Majesty, and you still want to listen to Pindao's lecture today?"

"The Taoist Priest is worried about the future of the Holy Religion. How can I have the nerve to let the Taoist Priest lecture again." Wang Chen shook his head slightly and said with concern, "I wonder why the Taoist Priest is worried?"

"Your Majesty, in this direction, which province is the farthest?" Shen Baisheng pointed to the direction he was looking at just now.

"This is Bachuan Province..." Wang Chen suddenly smiled as soon as he said the words, "I understand that the Taoist Priest is worried about the Xianxia Sect. Hahaha, the Taoist Priest is worrying too much.

"Actually, you can relax. Although the Xianxia Sect is the number one sect in the world and has many powerful and powerful people, it has always been kind to others and will never suppress emerging sects."

"But Pindao is still a little worried. We are outsiders after all." Shen Baisheng made a sad expression and sighed, "I haven't had any communication with the Xianxia Sect so far, so it is inevitable that I feel sad."

"Didn't the Dragon God in Fengzhou and the Water God in Honghe not stop the Taoist from preaching?" Wang Chen said with some confusion, "With the support of these two, there is no need for the Taoist to worry. "

"Those two seniors no longer care about worldly affairs. They just saw that my teaching was kind, so they did not stop me. But Xianxia Sect is a sect after all..." Shen Baisheng shook his head and said, "By teaching me to preach, I accidentally offended Xianxia." It would be too bad to send disciples.”

"Well, that's indeed the truth." Wang Chen nodded gently after hearing this, "Well, then, the Wei Dynasty and the Xianxia Sect have some connections.

"As the emperor of the Wei Dynasty, I will send an invitation to a golden immortal from the Xianxia sect to come to the capital for a banquet. Let you take this opportunity to meet and discuss it, how about it?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Shen Baisheng immediately bowed his hands and saluted, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

This time, I finally have the chance to complete my mission to Dao Zhouxing!