Beyond the Heavenly Trial Chapter 1

Among the gods and Buddhas in the sky, there is a famous laughing stock in the three realms.

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

The ancient country of Xianle has a vast territory, abundant resources, and harmonious folk customs. There are four state-owned treasures: beauties like clouds, colorful medals, and gold jewelry. And a famous Crown Prince.

His Royal Highness, how should I put it, is a strange man.

The king and queen regarded him as the apple of their eyes and loved him very much. They often said proudly: "My son will be a wise king in the future and will be famous forever."

However, the prince had no interest at all in worldly royal power and wealth.

What he is interested in, to use a sentence he often says to himself, is ------

"I want to save the common people!"

When the prince was young, he devoted himself to spiritual practice. During his practice, there were two widely circulated stories.

The first story happened when he was seventeen years old.

That year, Xianle Kingdom held a grand Shangyuan Festival.

Although this traditional sacred event has been abandoned for hundreds of years, we can still recall from the remaining ancient books and oral accounts of our predecessors what a grand event that everyone celebrated.

Shangyuan Festival, Shenwu Street.

There are huge crowds of people on both sides of the street. The princes and nobles were chatting and laughing on the high buildings; the royal warriors were galloping in armor to clear the way; the girls danced gracefully, and their snow-white hands sprinkled the sky with flowers. I don’t know who is more beautiful, the people or the flowers; melodious music came from the golden car, and the whole place was filled with laughter. Floating in the sky above the imperial city. At the end of the honor guard, sixteen white horses with golden bridles pulled a Chinese platform in parallel.

On top of this high stage is the Yueshen Warrior that attracts everyone's attention.

During the Heaven Sacrifice Tour, the Yueshen warrior will wear a golden mask, dress in gorgeous clothes, hold a sword, and play the role of Junwu, the Shenwu Emperor, who is the number one warrior god in the millennium who subdued demons and demons.

Once you are selected as a Yueshen warrior, it is the highest honor, so the selection criteria are extremely strict. The one chosen this year is His Highness the Crown Prince. The whole country believes that he will definitely complete the most exciting Yueshenwu in history.

However, that day, an accident happened.

On the third lap of the honor guard's circuit around the city, they passed a city wall more than ten feet high.

At that time, the God of War on the stage was about to kill the demon with one sword.

This was the most exciting scene. Both sides of the street were boiling, and the top of the city wall was also turbulent. People were scrambling to look out, struggling, and pushing.

At this time, a child fell from the tower.

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

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

The next moment, everyone cheered.

The people were very happy, but the masters at the royal dojo had a headache.

I never expected such a big mistake would happen.

Ominous, so ominous!

Every lap of Huatai's parade around the imperial city symbolizes the peace and prosperity of the country that has been prayed for for a year. Now that it is interrupted, isn't that going to bring disaster?

The imperial advisors were so worried that they thought about it, invited the prince, and asked politely, "Your Highness, can you face the wall for a month to show your repentance?" You don’t have to face the wall, just give it a thought.

The prince smiled and said, "No."

This is what he said: "Saving people is not a bad thing. How could God punish me because I did the right thing?"

Uh...what if God punishes you?

"Then God was wrong. Why should the right person apologize to the wrong person?"

The imperial teachers were speechless.

His Royal Highness is such a person.

He never met anything he couldn't do, and he never met anyone who didn't love him. He is the righteous way in the world, and he is the center of the world.

Therefore, although the national teachers were very painful: "You know nothing!"

But it’s hard to say too much, and I don’t dare to say too much. His Highness wouldn’t listen anyway.

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

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

This ghost is very terrifying: it wears broken armor, has karmic fire on its feet, and is covered in blood, swords, guns, and arrows. Every step it takes leaves a trail of blood and fire behind it. 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 person?" "What can be done about it?"

If you answer incorrectly, you will be devoured by the ghost. However, no one knows what the correct answer is, so over the years, this ghost has devoured countless pedestrians.

The prince heard about this while traveling, found the Yi Nian Bridge, and guarded the bridge every night. Finally, he met the ghost that was causing trouble one night.

The ghost appeared, and it was indeed as spooky and terrifying as the rumors said. It asked the prince its first question, and the prince replied with a smile: "This is the human world."

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

Opening the door, I got the first question wrong.

The prince thought to himself, the three questions are all going to be answered wrong anyway, so why wait until you finish asking them? So they displayed their weapons and started fighting.

This battle was fought in darkness. The prince is highly skilled in martial arts, and the ghost is even more brave and terrifying. One man and one ghost fought so hard on the bridge that the ghost finally lost.

After the ghost disappeared, the prince planted a flower tree at the end of the bridge. At this time, a Taoist priest passed by and happened to see him throwing a glob of loess here to see it off and asked: "What is this?"

The prince said the famous eight words: "The body is in the world, the heart is in the paradise."

After hearing this, the Taoist smiled slightly, transformed into a divine general wearing white armor, stepped on the auspicious clouds, pulled the long wind, and rode away in the sky. Only then did the prince realize that he had just met the Shenwu Emperor who had personally descended to earth to conquer demons.

The immortals and gods in the heavens noticed this outstanding Yueshen warrior when he made the leap to the Yuan Festival. After meeting each other on the bridge, an immortal asked the emperor: "What do you think of this prince?"

The emperor also answered with eight words: "This son's future will be limitless."

That night, a strange phenomenon occurred above the palace, and there was heavy wind and rain.

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

Whenever someone ascends, the heaven will be shaken. The prince's ascension caused the entire heaven to tremble.

It is too difficult to achieve righteousness through cultivation.

It takes talent, practice, and opportunity. The birth of a god often takes hundreds of years.

It is not that there are some proud men who become immortals when they are young; there are many people who have spent their entire lives and practiced hard for hundreds of years but cannot hope for a heavenly tribulation; even if they wait for a heavenly tribulation, they will die if they cannot pass this level. If they do not die, they will be useless. There are as many as the grains of sand in the Ganges, but they are ignorant mortals who have been mediocre throughout their lives and cannot find their own path.

And this Crown Prince is undoubtedly God's favorite. There is nothing he can't get; there is nothing he can't do; if he wants to ascend to godhood, he will become a god at the age of seventeen.

He was originally what the people wanted, and the king and queen missed their beloved son, so they ordered that palaces and temples be built for him in various places, caves were opened and statues were erected, and all the people worshiped him. The more believers there are, the more palaces and temples there are, and the longer the life span, the stronger the magic power. As a result, the Prince Palace of Xianle Palace became unparalleled in just a few years, reaching its peak of prosperity.

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

The cause of the great chaos was the tyranny of the country's rulers and the uprising of the rebels. However, even though war is raging in the human world, the priests in the heaven cannot interfere at will. Unless the demons and monsters cross the border and invade, then whatever is done should be done. Just imagine, there are disputes everywhere in the world, and everyone feels that they are justified. If anyone steps in to get involved, today you support your motherland, and tomorrow he helps his descendants avenge, wouldn't it mean that the gods will fight at every turn, and the sun and the moon will not shine? In a situation like His Highness's, it is even more important to avoid suspicion.

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

The emperor has thousands of years of divine power, but he doesn't dare to talk about these words all day long. You can imagine how he felt when he heard him say this. But there was nothing he could do, saying: "You can't save everyone."

The prince said: "I can."

So, he went to earth without hesitation.

The people of Xianle were naturally celebrating the whole country. However, folk stories from ancient times to the present have long tried their best to explain to people a truth: if gods descend to the human world privately, there will never be any good results.

As a result, the war not only did not subside, but instead burned even crazier.

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

If Xian Le was still lingering, then His Highness the Crown Prince simply gave it up.

After the country was destroyed, people finally suddenly discovered something:

It turned out that the prince they regarded as a god was not as perfect and powerful as they imagined.

To put it harshly, isn't he just a waste who succeeds in nothing but fails in everything? !

There was nowhere to vent the pain of losing their home and family. The wounded people angrily poured into the Prince's Palace, toppled the statues of the gods and burned the temples.

Eight thousand palaces and temples were burned for seven days and seven nights, until they were completely burned.

Since then, a god of war who protected peace disappeared, and a god of plague who brought disaster was born.

When people say you are a god, you are a god; when people say you are sh!t, you are sh!t; when people say you are something, you have to be whatever you are. That's how it is.

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

Block the magic power and knock it down from the world.

He grew up surrounded by thousands of pamperings and has never suffered any human suffering. And this punishment caused him to fall from the clouds to the mud. In this mud, he experienced the taste of hunger, poverty, and filth for the first time. It was also the first time that he did things he never thought he would do in his life: stealing, robbing, swearing, and giving up on himself. He had lost all face, lost all self-esteem, and was as ugly as possible. Even the most loyal attendants could not accept his change and chose to leave.

The words "Body in the world, heart in Taoyuan" are engraved everywhere on various stone tablets and plaques in Xianle. If almost all of them were not burned down after the war, His Highness would probably be the first to see it again. One rushed up and smashed it.

The person who said this sentence has personally proved that when he is in Wujiang, his heart is not in paradise.

He ascended to the sky quickly and fell to the earth even faster. A startling glimpse of Shenwu Dao, a bridge of thought to meet demons and immortals. It seems like it was yesterday. But the heaven lamented for a while, and it passed.

Until many years later, one day, there was a loud noise in the sky. His Royal Highness has ascended for the second time.

Throughout the ages, priests who have been demoted have either failed to recover or fallen into the ghost world. There are few who can turn around after being beaten. The second ascension was well deserved and vigorous.

What's even more spectacular is that after he ascended, he rushed all the way to the heaven, punching and kicking, killing everyone. So, he only ascended for one stick of incense before being knocked down again.

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

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

After two visits, the world was full of disgust towards this prince. Apart from being disgusted, there is also a bit of vigilance. After all, if you are demoted once, you will die or live. If you are demoted twice, won't your inner demons arise to take revenge on the common people?

Unexpectedly, after being demoted this time, he was not possessed by the devil, and he was adapting to the demoted life quite honestly. There's no problem, the only problem is... it's too serious.

Sometimes, he performs on the street and is proficient in playing, playing and singing, even if he has a big stone in his chest. Although I have heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is good at singing and dancing and has many talents, it is really surprising to see him in this way. People have complex emotions. Sometimes, he collects rags diligently.

The gods and gods were shocked.

What has happened is unbelievable. So much so that if you say to someone now, "If you give birth to a son, he will be the Prince of Xianle," it would be much more vicious than scolding the other person to cut off their children and grandchildren.

After all, he was once a noble prince and a priest in the Immortal Class. After reaching this level, there is no one left. The so-called laughingstock of the Three Realms is exactly what it is.

After laughing, those who are a little sentimental may sigh: The proud man of heaven has really disappeared completely.

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

Being demoted once is already a great shame and humiliation. After 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 collapsed, the earth shook, and the mountains shook.

The ever-burning lanterns trembled and the firelight danced wildly. The priests all woke up from their golden palaces and ran around asking each other: Which upstart has ascended? What a huge battle!

Unexpectedly, the front leg sighed, "It's amazing!" When the back leg looked at it, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky were hacked.

Are you done yet?

That famous eccentric, the laughing stock of the three worlds, the legendary His Highness the Crown Prince, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he - fcuking ascended again!