Chapter 574: Pretending to be a god, the belief in Nuwa is flourishing everywhere!
Thinking of this, Zhao Ji hurriedly called all his ministers and asked them to kneel together to welcome the messenger from heaven.
And this so-called messenger from heaven, the divine man in golden armor whose face could not be seen clearly, was naturally Murong Fu in disguise.
The Nine Dragons, however, are not real dragons, but illusions created by water mist. The principle is somewhat similar to that of a mirage. They look very intimidating, and their purpose is mainly to highlight Murong Fu's status.
This parallel universe has a weak connection with the divine world, and its existence is almost undetectable. However, it is just right for Murong Fu to pretend to be a god and fool the king of the world.
Zhao Ji of the Song Dynasty was a Taoist emperor who desired immortality the most. The population of the Song Dynasty accounted for the majority of the human race, so Murong Fu naturally had to start with him.
Zhao Ji led his ministers and knelt outside the Purple Palace. Only a few people dared to look up at the sky.
The ministers all looked confused, surprised, or trembling with fear, with different expressions.
Only Zhao Ji believed in Taoism devoutly. He thought that he had accomplished great merit and was very proud of it.
"The envoy Xuanyuan from the throne of the Emperor of Heaven is here, and the Emperor of Song, Zhao Ji, is listening to your orders!" Murong Fu's voice was as deafening as thunder. Everyone felt that their minds were shocked, as if ants saw the sun. They also felt a terrifying pressure that made their pores tremble.
They all understood that this was the power of heaven!
Zhao Ji was originally a little dizzy, but after feeling the might of heaven, he suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help feeling afraid.
If the Heavenly Court was not evaluating him for his meritorious deeds but for his governance of the country, then he really was not qualified. What if he angered Heaven and was punished by Heaven?
Thinking of this, Zhao Ji began to worry and fret about gains and losses.
Fortunately, he had been the emperor for decades and was used to big scenes. Although he felt that the power of heaven was unpredictable and he also had some guilty conscience, he was able to hide his emotions after all. He put on a respectful face and kowtowed, saying, "Your Highness Zhao Ji, respectfully welcomes the angel!"
Logically speaking, the emperor is the Son of Heaven.
But there is more than one emperor in this world.
Zhao Ji could not figure out the Emperor of Heaven's preferences and did not dare to call himself a "son and subject", so he deleted the word "son" and pledged his allegiance to the Emperor of Heaven.
He was the emperor of the Song Dynasty, and he called himself a subject of the Emperor of Heaven, so it was not an injustice to the Emperor of Heaven.
Murong Fu looked at Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji only felt that the golden-armored man's eyes were emitting golden light, and the golden light swept over him, as if it wanted to see through his entire body, making Zhao Ji feel uneasy and increasingly uneasy.
He thought to himself, there is an old saying that "God's eyes are as fast as lightning", and now it seems that it is indeed true.
After this incident, I should reduce taxes and levies a little, be more considerate of the people, and accumulate merits for myself. I should never act recklessly like I did when I was young, doing things like the Flower and Stone Project, which caused complaints from the people.
"The Emperor of Heaven issued an edict: I have heard that Nuwa molded clay to create human beings, refined stones to mend the sky, and their virtues were comparable to Fuxi and Shennong, and they were collectively known as the Three Sovereigns. Their benefits to all living things were equal to those of nature, and they were the ancestors of all eternity. However, people today have forgotten their roots and betrayed their virtues, and have stopped offering sacrifices and incense, and instead honored Xuanyuan as one of the Three Sovereigns. This is truly a rebellion against the way of heaven and a deception of the ancestors, and their crimes are extremely serious!
His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is very perceptive and compassionate to the declining popularity of Nuwa, so he specially sent the God Xuanyuan to the mortal world to announce his decree. He ordered the emperors of the mortal world to build and renovate the temple, restore the three emperors of Nuwa to their sacred position, and offer sacrifices to them all year round. Those who can take the lead in obeying the decree shall be granted the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and live as long as the sun and the moon; if Nuwa is allowed to enjoy the worship of billions of people again, she will be rewarded by the heavens. If there are those who stubbornly disobey his orders, he will be ordered to use the Five Thunders to shatter their bodies, shatter their souls, and condemn them to eternal damnation!
The Heaven and Earth are witnesses to my heart. When the edict arrives, let everyone know about it.”
The loud thunderous sound resounded through the sky. Not only Emperor Zhao Ji and his ministers, but even the citizens of Bianliang heard and saw it clearly. They knelt on the ground and bowed their heads, exclaiming in amazement.
Zhao Ji was a cultured man, and he immediately understood the decree of the Emperor of Heaven drafted by Murong Fu. He realized that it was the mortals on earth who neglected Nuwa, which made the Emperor of Heaven unhappy, and so the Emperor of Heaven wanted the earth to worship Nuwa again.
If you accomplish this task well, you will be greatly rewarded and have the hope of longevity.
If you fail to do this well, you will be severely punished.
Zhao Ji was about to accept the order, but he saw the golden-armored god raised his hand and a bolt of thunder fell from the sky.
The thunder fell on the ground with a rumbling sound, shaking the earth. People's heads were buzzing and a dazzling white light appeared in front of their eyes. After the white light, a deep pit was formed on the ground by lightning. There was a burnt smell and charred marks in the deep pit.
Emperor Zhao Ji and his ministers were so frightened that they turned pale. They felt the infinite power of heaven and the insignificance of mortals, and they felt great awe in their hearts.
Those honest officials became more and more convinced that there is a god above their heads. Those corrupt officials, like Zhao Ji just now, felt guilty and began to fear the retribution after death.
"This is the power of heaven!" Murong Fu said loudly, "This is the golden elixir bestowed by the Heavenly Emperor. This is the sutra written by the Heavenly Emperor, such as "The Scripture of the Infinite Merits of the Goddess Nuwa in Saving the World", "The Record of the Goddess Nuwa Repairing the Sky", and "Ode to Mother Earth". Whether you can get the reward or taste the power of heaven depends entirely on your thoughts!"
After Murong Fu finished speaking, some things fell from the sky.
But it was a golden elixir and several volumes of scriptures.
The golden elixir is sparkling and the fragrance is fragrant.
The scriptures all describe the deeds of Nuwa, sing praises of her, and praise her. Although Murong Fu's action was to help Nuwa resume the worship, he did not discredit Fuxi, but praised Fuxi for his keen insight.
After all, Fuxi is the way of heaven in the world of Xianjian. It would be bad if Fuxi was narrow-minded.
Instead of doing this, it is better to keep some dignity for Fuxi.
As for what to do when facing Fuxi in the future?
Didn’t Zhu Yuanzhang say that?
Let us drink together from the golden cup, but we will not spare you any mercy!
Being decent is being decent, getting stabbed is getting stabbed, there is no conflict.
"Your servant Zhao Ji accepts the order." Looking at the golden elixir in front of him, Zhao Ji was overjoyed and vowed to spread the belief in Nuwa throughout the Song Dynasty and let everyone in the world know.
If he could accomplish this task well, it was unknown whether the Emperor of Heaven would reward him according to his merit, but the goddess Nuwa would surely be very pleased and would reward him casually, and he would be able to live forever.
Zhao Ji's originally somewhat decadent state was swept away, and he became full of energy and enthusiasm.
"Do your job well. Every king has one of these ordinary golden elixirs, but there is only one Nine-Transformation Golden Elixir that can make people immortal. Whoever does a good job can get it. Zhao Ji, you are the emperor of China, so don't lose to the barbarians. If you let the barbarian emperor get the Nine-Transformation Golden Elixir, then you..." Murong Fu hadn't finished his words, but smiled meaningfully.
He is trying to get the monarchs of various countries to compete with each other. How can they work wholeheartedly if they don't compete with each other?
Asking these dog emperors to serve the common people is harder than climbing to the sky. Asking them to work hard for their own immortality makes them more hardworking than old oxen.
With a sneer in his heart, Murong Fu used his special effects once again. The sky was filled with thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors. Murong Fu left in a majestic manner in a carriage pulled by nine dragons.
Zhao Ji led all the officials to kowtow again and said in unison: "Farewell to the Xuanyuan Angel!"
After a moment, Zhao Ji stood up and looked at Murong Fu's non-existent back, his heart burning with anger.
He thought secretly: Xuanyuan should be the Yellow Emperor among the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. He is the ancestor of our Chinese civilization! According to legend, the Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven and became an immortal. Now I see that it is true. The Yellow Emperor had a carriage pulled by nine dragons. When he came, there was a strong wind, shaking the earth. When he left, there were thousands of auspicious lights and thousands of auspicious colors. It was so majestic and impressive! Is this the treatment of becoming an immortal? If the Yellow Emperor can do it, I should do it too!
Every king has this ordinary golden elixir, but there is only one Nine-transformation golden elixir! I can't let the Liao emperor snatch it away from me! My Song Dynasty has the largest population, and I will definitely make the incense of Nuwa prosperous and satisfy the Emperor of Heaven!
Zhao Ji thought about it, and hurriedly and carefully put away the golden elixir and scriptures. Looking at the greedy eyes of the eunuchs and ministers around him, he coughed, and no one dared to show greed anymore.
After all, he had been the emperor for decades. The mission assigned to him by the angel just now was, to some extent, a guarantee of God's will, making his throne as the emperor of the Song Dynasty unquestionable. Therefore, although others coveted the golden elixir, they did not dare to snatch it away.
"This golden elixir was given to me by the Emperor of Heaven. No one else can enjoy it except me." Zhao Ji said coldly, and to avoid any further trouble, he swallowed the elixir in one gulp.
After swallowing the golden elixir, Zhao Ji felt as light as a swallow, his physical fatigue was instantly eliminated, and he felt full of energy.
"Your Majesty, your hair?" the eunuch beside him asked in surprise.
"What happened to my hair?"
"The official's hair is all black."
"Quickly fetch the bronze mirror!"
When the eunuch brought the bronze mirror, Zhao Ji looked at himself and found that his hair, which had been a little gray, had turned black and the wrinkles on his face had disappeared.
The whole person has recovered from the state of being in his fifties to that of being in his thirties, full of strength and energy.
"Wonderful, wonderful, the golden elixir is indeed magical! This is just an ordinary golden elixir. If it is a nine-transformation golden elixir, how magical it would be!" Zhao Ji was overjoyed, his eyes full of desire, "Quick, quick, pass on my order! List Nuwa as one of the Three Emperors, replacing Xuanyuan, but Xuanyuan's sacrifice cannot be abandoned, after all, he is the angel pulling the nine dragons! I want to build a large-scale construction, build the Wa Palace, and personally sacrifice to Nuwa!"
"I want the entire Song Dynasty to worship Goddess Nuwa together!"
Zhao Ji was full of energy and enthusiasm. He picked up the scriptures given by God and said solemnly: "From now on, I am a believer of Nuwa. I will recite Nuwa's scriptures by heart!"
Not only did the Emperor of the Song Dynasty encounter an angel, but the Liao Emperor Yelu Hongji, the Western Xia Emperor Li Qianshun, as well as rulers and kings of various countries, all received the angel's will.
With the Song Dynasty as the core, kings of all countries in the world took the lead in worshiping Nuwa, building temples for Nuwa, and spreading Nuwa's deeds.
As the saying goes, "What the emperor likes, the people below will follow." If the emperor is passionate about something, the officials will work ten times harder to do it, and if the people are passionate about it, they will work a hundred times harder to do it. In the end, the whole world is in full swing and revolves around the will of the emperor.
That's the magic of power.
Moreover, soon after the worship of Nuwa was resumed in various countries, the stories of Nuwa's divine presence spread widely everywhere.
This made the belief in Nuwa not only flourish everywhere, but also reached the point where flowers bloomed and oil cooked in a blazing fire. People's belief in Nuwa quickly surpassed traditional gods.
(End of this chapter)
