Chapter 1 Heavenly Official Blesses

There is a well-known laughing stock of the Three Realms in this Buddha full of gods.

According to legend, 800 years ago, there was an ancient country in the Central Plains called Xianle Country.

The ancient country of Xianle has a vast land and abundant resources, and the folk customs are harmonious. There are four state-owned treasures: beauty like clouds, colorful music chapters, gold jewelry. And a famous prince.

The Crown Prince, how can put it, is a strange man.

The king and the queen regarded him as the jewel in their palms, and they loved him very much. They often said proudly: "My son will be a bright prince in the future, and he will live on forever."

However, the prince has absolutely no interest in the secular royal power and wealth.

What he is interested in, with the words he often says to himself, is—

"I want to save the people!"

When the prince was young, he practiced wholeheartedly. On the way to practice, there were two widely circulated little stories.

The first story happened when he was seventeen.

That year, Xianleguo held a grand tour of Shangyuan Festival.

Although this traditional divine event has been abandoned for hundreds of years, it is still possible to imagine what kind of grand event it was from the remnants of ancient books and previous oral accounts.

Shangyuan Festival, Shenwu Street.

Both sides of the street are crowded with people. The princes and nobles were chatting and laughing on the high-rise buildings; the royal warriors were wearing their armour and armoured to clear the way; the girls danced gracefully, the snow-white hands sprinkled the sky with flowers, and don’t know who is more beautiful than the flowers; the melodious music came from the golden carriage, Floating above the imperial city. At the end of the honor guard, sixteen golden bridles and white horses pulled a Chinese platform in parallel.

Above this tall Huatai, is the much-anticipated Yueshen martial artist.

During the tour of offering sacrifices to the heavens, the warriors of Yueshen will wear a golden mask, dress in Chinese clothes, and hold a sword, playing the role of the first warrior god of the millennium who subdues demons and subdues demons, the great emperor of Shenwu, Junwu.

Once selected as a godly warrior, it is the supreme honor, so the selection criteria are extremely strict. The one selected this year is His Royal Highness. The whole country believes that he will definitely complete the most wonderful Yueshenwu in history.

However, that day, an accident happened.

When the honor guard circled the city for the third time, it passed a city wall more than ten feet high.

At that time, the god of war on Huatai was about to kill the demon with a sword.

This was the most exciting scene. Both sides of the street were boiling, and the top of the city wall was also surging. People were scrambling to probe, struggling, and shoving.

At this time, a child fell from the tower.

Screaming all day long. Just when people thought that the child was about to splatter blood on Shenwu Street, the prince raised his head slightly, jumped, and caught him.

People only had time to see a bird-like white shadow going up against the sky, and the prince had already landed safely with the child in his arms. The golden mask fell, revealing the young and handsome face behind the mask.

The next moment, the crowd cheered.

The people were elated, but the national teachers of the royal dojo had a headache.

Never expected such a big mistake.

Ominous, so ominous!

Every lap of the Huatai parade around the imperial city symbolizes the peace and prosperity of the country, which has been praying for the country for a year.

The national teachers were so worried that they thought about it before they came to the prince and said euphemistically, could you, Your Highness, face the wall for a month to show your remorse? You don't need to face the wall, just make a point.

The prince smiled and said, "No."

Here's what he said: "Saving people isn't a bad thing. How could God punish me for doing the right thing?"

Uh... what if God is guilty of it?

"Then God is wrong, why should the right apologise to the wrong?"

The national teachers were speechless.

The Crown Prince is such a person.

He never met something he couldn't do, and never met someone who didn't love him. He is the right way in the world, he is the center of the world.

Therefore, although the national teachers are very painful: "You know a fart!"

But don't want to say much, and don't dare to say much. Anyway, His Highness won't listen.

The second story also happened when the prince was seventeen years old.

Legend has it that there is a bridge in the south of the Yellow River called Yinian Bridge, and a ghost has lingered on this bridge for many years.

This ghost is very terrifying: wearing broken armor, walking on fire, covered in blood and swords and arrows, every step leaves a trail of blood and fire behind him. Every few years, it will suddenly appear at night, wandering on the bridge, stopping pedestrians and asking three questions: "Where is this place?" "Who is this body?" "What can I do for it?"

If you answer incorrectly, you will be swallowed by ghosts. However, no one knows what the correct answer is, so

next year

Come on, this ghost has devoured countless pedestrians.

When the prince heard about this on his travels, he found Yinian Bridge and stayed at the bridge every night. Finally, he met the ghost that was causing trouble overnight.

The ghost appeared, and it was as eerie and terrifying as the rumors said. It asked the first question of the prince, and the prince replied with a smile: "This world."

The ghost said, "There is no time here."

Open the door, and answer the first question wrong.

The prince thought to himself, anyway, all three questions must be answered incorrectly, so why wait for you to finish? So he turned on his weapon and started to fight.

The battle was dark and dark. The prince is highly skilled in martial arts, and the ghost is even more terrifying. One person and one ghost fought on the bridge almost like the sun and the moon turned over, and in the end, the ghost was finally defeated.

After the ghost disappeared, the prince planted a flower tree on the bridge. At this time, a Taoist passed by and happened to see him sprinkle a handful of loess here, and he saw it off and asked, "What is this for?"

The prince said the famous eight words: "In the world, the heart is in Taoyuan."

When the Taoist heard it, he smiled slightly, and turned into a divine general in white armor, stepping on auspicious clouds, pulling the wind, and riding the sky light. Only then did the prince know that he happened to meet the Emperor Shenwu who came down to the earth to subdue demons and demons.

All the gods and gods noticed this very good god-pleasure warrior when he jumped to Shangyuan to sacrifice Tianyou. After seeing the bridge head this time, a fairy family asked the emperor: "How do you think His Royal Highness is?"

The emperor also answered eight words: "This son's future is limitless."

That night, a vision was born above the palace, and there was a lot of wind and rain.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, His Royal Highness the Prince soared.

Whenever someone soars, the heavens will be shaken. The Crown Prince's soaring ascension made the entire heaven tremble three times.

It is too difficult, too difficult, to achieve a positive result.

It takes talent, practice, and opportunity. The birth of a god is often a long journey of a hundred years.

It is not uncommon for the heaven's favored sons who have become immortals when they are young; there are many people who can't hope for a catastrophe after a lifetime of hard work for a hundred years; It is like the number of sand in the Ganges, but it is an ignorant mortal who has been mediocre all his life and cannot find his own way.

And the Crown Prince is undoubtedly the darling of God. What he wants, there is nothing he can't get; what he wants to do, there is nothing he can't do; he wants to become a god, and he really soared into a god at the age of seventeen.

He was originally what the people wanted. In addition, the king and the queen missed their beloved son, and ordered to build palaces and temples for him in various places, open caves and erect statues, and worship them. The more believers, the more temples, and the longer the lifespan, the stronger the mana. As a result, Xianle Palace's Prince's Palace was the same in just a few years, and it was at its peak and reached its peak.

——Until three years later, Xianle was in chaos.

The cause of the chaos was the tyranny of the country and the rebellion. However, even though wars are raging in the world, the priests of the heavens cannot interfere at will. Unless it's a cross-border violation by demons, ghosts, and monsters, it's whatever it should be. Just imagine, there are disputes everywhere in the world, and everyone feels that they are justified. If everyone steps in, you support your motherland today, and tomorrow he will avenge his descendants. Wouldn’t it mean that the gods would fight at every turn, and the sun and the moon would be dull? Like a prince. In this situation, Your Highness, it is even more necessary to avoid suspicion.

But he didn't care. He said to the emperor: "I want to save the people."

The emperor is sitting on a thousand-year-old divine power, but he still dare not talk about these words all day long. Hearing him say this, his mood can be imagined. But there was nothing he could do, and he said, "You can't save everyone."

The prince said, "I can."

So, he went down to earth without hesitation.

The people of Xianle naturally celebrate the whole country. However, folk stories throughout the ages have tried their best to explain a truth to people: the immortals go to the world privately, and there is absolutely no good result.

As a result, the fire of war not only did not subside, but burned even more frantically.

It's not that His Royal Highness didn't work hard, but he might as well not work hard. The harder he worked, the more messed up the battle became. The Xianle people were beaten to death and suffered heavy casualties. In the end, a plague swept the entire imperial city, the rebels entered the palace, and the war ended.

If Xianle was still lingering, then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince let him die.

After the country was destroyed, people finally suddenly discovered one thing:

It turned out that they were regarded as the princes of the gods, and they were not as perfect and powerful as they thought.

To put it a bit harsher, isn't it just a rubbish with more than enough success?!

There was nowhere to express the pain of losing their homes and family members, and the people who were covered in pain poured into the Prince's Palace angrily, knocked down the statues and burned the temple.

The eight thousand temples were burned for seven days and seven nights, and they were completely burnt.

Since then, a warrior god who guarded peace disappeared, and a plague god who brought disaster was born.

People say you are god you are god, you are shit you are shit, you have to be what you are. It was so.

His Highness the Crown Prince cannot accept this fact no matter what. What he couldn't accept was the punishment he had to accept: relegation.

Ban mana, knock down the world.

He grew up surrounded by thousands of coddles since he was a child, and he has never suffered from human suffering. And this punishment made him fall from the cloud to the mud. In this mess, for the first time, he experienced hunger, poverty and filth. It was also the first time that he did things that he had never thought he would do in his life: stealing, robbing, cursing, and giving up on himself. He lost all face and self-esteem, how ugly it was, even the most loyal servant couldn't accept his change and chose to leave.

These eight characters, "Breakthrough, heart in Taoyuan", are engraved everywhere on Xianle's various stone tablets and plaques. If it wasn't for almost all of them were burnt up after the war, let His Royal Highness see it again, it is estimated that he will be the first One rushed up and smashed.

The person who said this has personally proved that when he is in the middle of no time, he can't be in Taoyuan.

He ascended the sky faster and fell faster. Shenwu Dao gave a startling glance, and when he thought about the bridge, he met the devil and met the immortal. It seems like it was yesterday. But the heavenly world sighed for a while, and it passed away.

Until many years later, one day, there was a loud bang in the sky. His Royal Highness, the second soaring.

Throughout the ages, priests who have been demoted have either collapsed or fell into the ghost realm, and few of them have been able to turn over after being beaten down. The second ascension was well-deserved and vigorous.

What is even more vigorous is that after he ascended, he rushed into the heaven, punching and kicking, killing the Quartet. So, he only flew a stick of incense before being beaten down again.

A stick of incense. It can be said to be the fastest and shortest soaring in history.

If the first ascension was a good talk, this second ascension was a farce.

After coming down twice, the heavens are full of disgust for this prince. In addition to disgust, there is still a bit of vigilance. After all, if you are demoted once, you will die or live, and if you are demoted twice, don't you want to take revenge on the common people?

Who knows, after being demoted this time, he didn't become enchanted, and he was quite honestly adapting to the life of relegation. There's nothing wrong with it, the only problem is... it's too serious.

Sometimes, he is a street performer, and he is proficient in playing, pulling, playing, and singing, and even breaking a big stone in his chest. Although have heard that this Prince can sing and dance, and has many talents, he actually saw it in this way. People are complicated. Sometimes, he diligently collects the rags.

The gods and gods were shocked.

This is what happened, it's incredible. So much so that if you say to someone, "You have a son who is the Prince of Xianle", it is much more vicious than scolding the other party for cutting off their children.

After all, he used to be His Highness the Crown Prince with golden branches and jade leaves, a priest in the Immortal Class, and there is no one who has been mixed up to this point. The so-called laughing stock of the Three Realms is just such a thing.

After laughing, some sentimental ones may still sigh: The proud man who was high above the sky has really disappeared completely.

The statue collapsed, the country was destroyed, not a single believer remained, and was gradually forgotten by the world. So no one knew where he wandered.

It is a great shame to be demoted once. Being demoted twice, no one can get up again.

Many years later, suddenly one day, there was another loud noise in the sky.

The sky crumbled and the earth shook.

The ever-bright lantern trembled, the fire danced wildly, and the priests all woke up from their golden halls, running around and asking: Which upstart is this? What a big battle!

Who knows, the front foot sighed, it was incredible, and when looked at the back foot, the gods and Buddhas were all chopped up.

You are finished!

That famous bizarre flower, the laughing stock of the Three Realms, the legendary Crown Prince, he he he he—fucked up again!

The author has something to say: Jinjiang's book friends have been waiting for a long time!

This is the third time I have posted in Jinjiang, and it is still very tight and dirty. Begin by beating yourself up as a routine. I wrote this article very painfully. I made many new attempts, but I was more than enough, and what I wrote was not quite the same as what I wanted. During the writing process, I realized a lot of my own problems. I don't know what it will be like in your eyes in the end. In short, please make preparations that are different from your psychological expectations. It is best not to have any psychological expectations. That is to say, you won't see another copy of "The Scum Villain", let alone another copy of "The Patriarch of Demon Dao". After all, this is a whole new journey wow.

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