Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

Looking at the rolling river, Cedric did not sigh like Confucius, but walked on thin ice.

When [Jiulongxi] showed an opportunity in Xianyang City, Cedric was extremely vigilant.

Although the number of innate spiritual treasures, even a saint is ugly.

But what kind of monster is he facing?

The moral god who fanned the fan and the guide Buddha who weaved the fishing net.

When I was in Tushita Palace, Daode Tianzun said, "Take off the tightness on the head, but not the tightness in the heart." Cedric was extremely wary and understood the purpose of guiding the saint. Ability no longer lies in the material level, but in the psychological level which is more difficult to fathom.

That's why when he and Medicine Master Wang Fo snatched the disciple, he just abandoned it and didn't dare to regret it.

In the end, he got rid of the scheme of leading the sage, and the gourd given by Daode Tianzun was robbed again when he went out.

Cedric had no choice but to bite the bullet and chase after him. He was delighted to have Wang Guiyi as his disciple, but he dared not take the gourd given by Tianzun Daode to him.

Fortunately, at this time, people's greed was born out of nowhere. Although Cedric couldn't tell whether this was to lead the Buddha to take advantage of the situation he set up to make arrangements against the situation, and to ruin the calculation of the Taishang Daozu, but he was the jade gourd. Really want to throw.

Since the young master of Prince Gui's Mansion dared to accept this cause and effect, it would be best to give it to him, anyway, he had already eaten the bait, and he had nothing to do with him in the future.

Bar?

One follows the law of nature, and the other is unpredictable.

The two saints really have a high level of providence, immeasurable.

In just half a day, even Cedric, a quasi-sage, couldn't help but feel infinitely tired. The saints in Dongtu are indeed a group of monsters, and they are still cute.

Both the master and the apprentice were thinking about something, and there was no words for a while.

After a long while, Cedric said, "Don't worry, I will help you stop the above calculations. After all, it is my responsibility as a master, but the following calculations are up to you."

"The next calculation?" Wang Guiyi looked slightly confused, still caught in the shock just now, unable to extricate himself.

"Yes, what do you think of this Great Tang?"

Hearing Cedric's question, as a Tang native, Wang Guiyi naturally wanted to puff his chest out proudly, but he was really speechless when he related his own experience.

"The feudal lords are enfeoffed, the soldiers are self-reliant, the powerful are in charge of the government, the wicked are in power, the corpses are eaten without food, and the Buddhists and Taoists are fighting. Such a situation should have been reformed more than a thousand years ago, but the luck of the three saints forcibly supported the thousand years. for many years."

Hearing Cedric's words, Wang Gui's pupils shrank when he thought of Cedric's sigh of prosperity and decline, "What does the teacher mean?"

"It's time to change the dynasty. The Li family has sat around long enough." Cedric said with a smile, as if talking about an insignificant matter.

Compared with Taishang and Jieyin's calculations, this is indeed a trivial matter.

Wang Gui opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Cedric looked at Wang Guiyi with burning eyes, "You said before that 'people should have their own destiny in life, not be controlled by others', but did you mean it sincerely?"

Wang Guiyi said seriously, "Of course it comes from the heart."

Cedric turned his head to look at the rolling river, "Difficult."

"What's the problem?"

"This is the way of the emperor, not the way of the emperor."

Wang Guiyi blesses his heart, clasped his hands and asked Cedric, "Dare to ask the teacher, what is the way of the emperor, and what is the way of the emperor."

Cedric chuckled, "The way of the Son of Heaven, the right of the king is granted by God, shepherds on behalf of the heavens, and follow the fate of the heavens. These sentient beings are like a flock of sheep. They don't know what to do. Although they know life, they don't know me."

Wang Guiyi frowned slightly and asked,

"What is the way of the emperor?"

"The way of the emperor is to respect the sky and the earth, but the way is big, the sky is big, the earth is big, and people are also big. Everyone is like a dragon, and all kinds of frosts compete for freedom. It's just that this way of the emperor was cut off from the catastrophe of conferring gods." , this prehistoric world has long been absent."

When Wang Guiyi heard Cedric's words, his eyes were stunned, and his thoughts fell into chaos. For a while, there was a void behind him, and his luck was tumbling, but it was difficult to shape, like flowing fire, nebula, ethereal and invisible.

Seeing that the fire was not enough, Cedric decided to add another fire.

"If you are the emperor, what should you do?"

Countless self-cognitions in Wang Guiyi's mind collided and merged and dissipated, leaving only the image of three people in the end, Cedric, Wang Fugui, and Wang Juyi were arranged in a triangle, arguing with each other.

One person said that there is a heart in the sky, one person said that there is a glimmer of life, and the last person said that there are infinite possibilities.

Finally blending with each other, he subconsciously said, "If I am the emperor, I should establish my heart for the world, establish my life for the living and the people, inherit the knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."

Cedric clapped his hands and laughed, "Good ambition!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding across the universe, immortals and Buddhas avoided, and gods and demons were overwhelmed.

On the spiritual mountain, one of the nine lotus flowers under the seat of the Buddha withered.

All Bodhisattvas, Arhats look sideways.

The Buddha pondered for a while, and said without sadness or joy, "At the beginning, my Buddhism was flourishing, and I shared the luck of the Eastern native emperor. Now I have borrowed and paid back, and it is time to pay back."

In the Yaochi, countless flat peaches withered and never came back to life.

The throne of Haotian God tilted eastward, and a corner was broken.

"Who? Bold!"

Behind the head of God Haotian rises a perfect and flawless mirror held by dragons and phoenixes. This mirror is neither gold nor silver, nor copper nor iron. .

The mirror rises, and the fate of the heaven is like a nine dragon, guarding the Jade Emperor, and the candle illuminates the past, present, and future of the river of the avenue.

The boundless river of Dao suddenly appeared a cave, although it is called a cave, but it is no less than any great world, Zhilanrui Beast, contented, nine supreme divine tripods flew out of the cave and fell into the river of Dao .

For a while, even this surging river was silent, drilling wood to make fire, building a hut to live in, and all kinds of humane scenes of slash-and-burn.

The fate of the emperor covers from the past to the future, and even the emperor of heaven can hardly understand the foundation.

"Da Yu!" Haotian gritted his teeth.

"The Jade Emperor should know that the number of days rotates. If there is a loan, there is a repayment. Back then, you provoked the gods to kill the robbery. Not only did you break the cut, but you also divided the luck of my human race. Now it is time to pay back."

Countless monster races with transformed forms screamed amidst the rolling thunder and turned into ashes.

A sigh sounded, thirty-three days later, he threw down a red hydrangea ball, trying to knock down the Kyushu tripod and help Haotian check his luck.

From the Huoyun Cave, one river picture, one Luoshu, nine heavens and six earths flew out again, forming an endless galaxy, holding the red hydrangea.

"Brother, why is this necessary? You are also the great sage of the demon race." Empress Nuwa looked bitter and sad, making people feel unbearable, "Why bother to kill each other."

"Little sister, you should know that Fuxi is now the emperor, not the great sage."

A leisurely sigh resounded in the Huoyun Cave, and the river of the Great Dao felt a sensation, a human head and a snake body, singing with a piano, the statue of the great sage who suppressed the luck of the ancient monster clan collapsed, and was washed away by the waves of the River of the Great Dao. There is no trace of the year of practice.