This is how immortals are cultivated

The Great Xia Dynasty is about to collapse. This is the "destiny" that Zhang Jue had seen a long time ago.

Destiny has chosen the new master of this world, and the new master's coronation must be sacrificed with the blood of all living beings.

The end of a dynasty is when the heaven sends murderous intent, causing dragons and snakes to rise from the land.

Dragons fight in the wild, and their blood is dark yellow. This blood is not the blood of the true dragon destined by heaven, but the blood of the common people of the world.

He didn't want to see that scene, so even though he knew that God's will could not be violated, he still went to the court to save the crumbling building. However, he was still a mortal, a human being, so he failed.

He had no choice but to leave the court and continue traveling around the world to help the people.

And today's murderous intent became stronger and stronger. He seemed to see thousands of people offering their bones, flesh and blood as a sacrifice for the real dragon destined by heaven.

A descendant of a royal family...Yes, a person's nobility is determined when he is born.

Talent and destiny, yes, whether a person can accomplish something is determined by fate.

The untouchables are only there to set off and support the noble ones. The fate of the untouchables is that they are destined to fill the resources needed by those with noble fates to achieve their goals.

Everything is destined by nature and cannot be defied.

But today, at this moment, right here, he saw something different.

When he was outside the door, he really couldn't see anything.

But when he entered the yard and faced the Taoist directly, as his words sounded, he seemed to have received permission, and he did see it.

He saw a deep red aura penetrating the sky and earth.

It was a fierce and terrifying murderous intent that made mortals feel like ants and be crushed in an instant.

It is different from the murderous intent from the sky, such as this drought, which rolls down from the sky.

This murderous intent comes from the ground and from people.

It gushed out from the Taoist's body, but after gushing out, it quickly spread out, turning into a scarlet gas column that penetrated from the Canopus into the Ziwei Palace. Wherever it passed, the star tracks were dyed blood red.

Wherever it passed, the stars that reflected the mortal world and assisted the people of Ziwei Star Fate were shattered one after another.

When people have murderous intentions, the world will turn upside down.

Zhang Jue began to tremble.

In this world where fate is irreversible, can people really go to such lengths to kill others?

Not to mention going to such an extent, in this world, people who go against the will of heaven like this should be punished by heaven.

Just as the noble are destined by nature, so are those abandoned by Providence. Whatever they do is doomed to failure, just as they did before.

And a 'person' like the one in front of him should have died in the womb before he was born. If he survived by chance, he would have to face the fate of heaven and earth.

However, this person who defied fate happened to be right here, and the calamity from heaven rolled down, but was completely crushed by the murderous intent.

This is not a human being... If everything in the world is defined by God's will, then this Taoist is already a 'demon who defies fate', an existence that refutes God's will.

"I saw...'the devil'." Zhang Jue said in a deep voice, answering the Taoist's question and responding to the scenery that the Taoist specifically asked him to see.

"magic?"

The Taoist nodded slightly:

"For this world, there is indeed nothing wrong with saying this."

"However, I prefer the title 'thief'."

The word "thief" has many meanings, and its meaning is different in different situations.

A thief in one family is a thief.

A thief in an area is a vicious person who robs property.

A thief in a country is one who deceives the world and steals the country's honorable position.

The great thief of heaven and earth exists to disobey and destroy the destiny.

After hearing the other party's self-description, Zhang Jue immediately thought of these four types of "thieves".

There was no doubt what kind of 'thief' the other party was.

Zhang Jue's body began to tremble involuntarily.

He never expected that he would meet a demon who defied fate on this trip, or a real thief, a thief of heaven and earth, a saint.

"You are very interesting. What's your name?" the Taoist asked Zhang Jue.

"I am Zhang Jue..." Zhang Jue answered subconsciously.

However, he did not expect that after hearing his name, the Taoist's eyes became brighter and the corners of his mouth turned up more.

"Zhang Jue...Jue...Jiao..."

"Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered that there is indeed a lineage in this world that travels the world with the art of using talismans and water to dispel evil and pray for blessings. There are many believers in the world, even in the imperial court and the palace..."

"The Dao master of this vein seems to be called this name."

Hearing the Taoist muttering without concealing the volume of his voice, Zhang Jue took a deep breath and said:

"That is me, the Taoist priest. That Taoist lineage is the Taoist lineage I established, the [Shangyi Dao]."

"I knew it!"

Zhang Jue had just finished speaking when he heard an excited shout. The Taoist suddenly raised his voice and clapped his hands violently.

He clapped his hands, and a wave of air exploded directly, bursting out from the opponent's palms, rolling up the dust on the ground, rolling up the Taoist robe of Zhang Lishi who was still standing in front of Zhang Jue without taking a step back, and rolling up the leaves and flowers on a locust tree outside the yard.

Zhang Lishi looked at the Taoist who got up from the rocking chair, his eyes twinkling, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He now had some understanding of how he could fight alone against two hundred cavalrymen and kill all of them.

Humans cannot do this, but celestial beings and saints can do it.

"I knew that in this world of books, my 'chance' could only be this small."

Fang Suichu's mumbling continued.

"Sure enough, is it because of the different levels of difficulty?"

"If you choose to clear this trial dungeon alone, then you just need to kill, kill, kill, and level up again."

"But since we're choosing to lead people to kill, we obviously need related facilities. For example, modules for recruiting and commanding."

"Hakitong, you... have you actually done this?"

Having said that, Fang Suichu looked at Zhang Jue again:

"Zhang Jue, right?... If I had met you earlier, I would have given myself the name 'Nanhua' instead of 'Taiping Daoist'."

"But that's not a problem."

“It is better to kill with your own hands than to preach to others and let them kill.”

As he spoke, Fang Suichu extended his hand towards Zhang Jue:

"Zhang Jue, you'll just follow me from now on."

"The name of the Shangyi Dao sect should also be changed to something more auspicious, to the Taiping Dao."

Chapter 172 Taiping Dao

The Taoist's name is Fang Suichu, and he calls himself Taoist Taiping. Now he tells Zhang Jue in an unquestionable tone that he wants to recruit him.

The corners of Zhang Lishi's eyes continued to twitch, while Zhang Jue remained silent.

For some reason, faced with such a sudden and unquestionable invitation, he did not have much intention of refusing.

Even the Taoist tradition he had worked so hard to establish was renamed by just one sentence, and he really thought the name "Taiping Dao" was very good.

Peace in the world.

This has been his long-cherished wish.

The people are prosperous and live and work in peace and contentment. This is what he wants to see and what he strives for.

However, the only thing that made him feel awkward...it wouldn't be called awkward, it should be said that he felt confused and puzzled.

Yes, the other party clearly had that strong aura of disaster, that murderous intent that could turn the world upside down, yet he spoke words that he wanted peace in the world.

Peace in the world and a bloodbath seem to be two completely relative concepts.

Fang Suichu saw Zhang Jue's hesitation and confusion, so he put down his hand.

"I have seen your spirit and know your deeds. Peace in the world should be your ideal."

"Before this, how did you plan to realize your ideal?"

"You took the upper echelon route, accepted the emperor's call, and entered the court to preach your doctrine to those nobles and ministers who were incompatible with you and whose thoughts and ideas were very different from yours."

"Lighten corvee labor and taxes, and pray to those in power, and pray to the powerful landlords to exploit us less."

"Then we will take the path of the lower classes, reaching out to the poor masses and teaching them to be content with whatever happens, to learn to be patient, and to seek the happiness that can be found in patience."

"In this way, there will be peace in the world."

Listening to the words of the Taoist priest of Taiping, Zhang Lishi subconsciously looked at his master.

After serving his master in this way, he naturally knew his master's thoughts, which were exactly the same as those said by the mysterious and powerful Taoist Taiping.

"But that's not the case."

"You must have understood this when you resigned from your position at the imperial court."

"Those noble families and ministers will never accept the doctrine you preach."

"That's because they simply can't understand the teachings you preach. In their eyes, exploitation, compared to light labor and low taxes, is what they consider common sense, what they understand as the law of nature. Even if you describe the suffering of the people and how they struggle to survive, they still don't understand."

"The bottom line is, the division between the aristocratic nobles and the common people has lasted too long. It's so long that they can no longer understand each other."

Zhang Jue raised his head and looked at the celestial being in front of him.

The celestial being in front of him expressed what he was thinking. This was exactly what he had realized and understood when he went deep into the poor masses and mingled with the nobles and powerful families.

Yes, his teachings could not at all bridge the gap between the two classes.

His teachings were merely a palliative, temporarily easing the friction caused by the division between the two classes.

It only treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

His medical skills were superb, and if he devoted all his efforts to treating a patient, he would cure the disease immediately, without treating the symptoms but not the root cause. The only situation that was beyond treatment was the patient with a terminal illness.

Only those who are terminally ill can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

In fact, he had been harboring an idea in his mind for a long time, which he understood after traveling around the world.

It's just that...the world is sick, and it's a terminal illness that has no cure.

Even if he wanted to rule the world, he was powerless.

He could only keep these words and thoughts in his heart and could not say them out loud.

However, this 'thief' said it out loud.

"Conflicts cannot be resolved through compromise... This world is so seriously ill that it cannot be cured without drastic measures."

“In the final analysis, many conflicts between people and much suffering in the world are due to people’s inability to understand each other.”

"And if we want people to understand each other, we have to have in-depth contact."

"That contact that goes deep into the fusion of life and death."

"I have three volumes of Taiping Yaoshu, which can save the world."

"The first is called killing."

"The second is called killing."

"The third is called killing."

"With this contact of life, mutual understanding is inevitable."

"When we, the common people, are fighting for our lives, more than a million of us, those high-ranking nobles and officials will understand us, the common people."

“How can there be peace in the world? Peace in the world is never obtained by praying, but by fighting for it with one’s own hands.”

"Can God determine everything?"

"Can those so-called chosen heroes decide everything?"