Taoist endowment

Chapter 200

The last time He Qiwo came to the capital was to celebrate my friend Ji Huan's ascension to the throne. When he came, Yuan Hua led the crowd to ride the clouds and fog, and when he went, he was also coerced by Peng Qiu, so it was just a sideshow.

This time he came alone, and when he entered the city, he mixed with the crowds and started to stroll along the straight and wide streets.

The spirit of the people in the capital is different from other places. They are tall and straight, and they are confident, but there are few arrogant and rude people. Many warriors with weapons on the street are also humble and cautious, and the people are not afraid of them. , There are also street patrolling warriors shuttling back and forth to maintain order.

Perhaps because of their outstanding looks, quite a few young women stopped to point and point, or peeked through the window bars, and some of the bolder ones even sent maids and servants to block the way. I don't care about abandoning my Taoist attire.

Why do I have the Dao in my heart, so why would I care about these secular women?However, there is still a little pride.

Dispersed the spiritual power of Wu earth, so that the people around him could not easily step forward if they encountered repulsion, and he himself seemed to walk around the city slowly but quickly.

Feeling the prosperity in the market, He Qiwo couldn't help applauding Ji Huan in my heart, and said in my heart: "If this scene can last for a hundred years, my friend Ji Huan will definitely become an emperor through the ages!"

When he just walked away, he had already figured out the general strength of the masters in Beijing, and he also had some plans for the manpower to be recruited.

Seeing the majestic palaces in front of him at this time, He Qiwo couldn't help thinking badly, and with a twist of spiritual power in his body, he had already escaped into the ground.

At this time, Ji Huan was grooming his spirit horse in the imperial garden. Ever since he got the flying spirit beast gifted by his master, Ji Huan cherished it very much. This spirit horse only recognized him and never let outsiders touch it. body.

One day, Ji Huan felt physically and mentally exhausted after finishing dealing with the court affairs. He couldn't help but think of his thatched hut at the foot of Funiu Mountain again, and think about the sentence of the inner disciple Yuan senior brother that day, "If you ride this spirit beast, the sect will be able to get rid of it." It can be arrived in half a day", and the thought of returning to the clan was immediately moved.

When the moon was rising and the stars were disappearing, Ji Huan turned over and stepped on the spirit horse. When his heart moved, the spirit horse jumped into the air, and then neighed, and the clouds rose from under its hooves. go north.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Lingju snorted and lowered his body, but Funiu Mountain was already close in front of him, which was exactly: "Your body is like dark clouds covering the shadow of the moon, traveling thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in half a day!"

Needless to say, there was a happy gathering in the outer sect afterwards, and the spirit beast also got the title of "Thousands of Dark Clouds".

But he said that He Qiwo wanted to play tricks on Ji Huan, so he covered up the fluctuation of spiritual power around him with the aura of Wutu, followed Ji Huan's aura and fled underground, wanting to surprise his bad friend.

Ji Huan really didn't notice this move of his, and even escaped the aura induction of Qing Mingzi and other master masters, but he only missed Wanli Wuyunzhao.

The sense of spirit beasts is naturally far better than that of humans, Wu Yunzhao moved his big ears, and looked in one direction, and there was a flash of inspiration in Wuliu Liu's big eyes.

When He Xiaothie showed his head from a corner of the imperial garden, what greeted him was not the panicked screams of the palace maids and Ji Huan's astonishment as he had imagined, but a pair of huge black hooves wrapped in aura!
With a sound of "Boom!", a large hole in the shape of a human was knocked out of a shadow wall in the palace. It took He Qiwo a long time to break free from the broken bricks, and what followed was Ji Huan's wild laughter regardless of the image of the emperor. !
Fortunately, after Wu Yunzhao found out that the person who came was an acquaintance, he withdrew some of the strength to pop his hoof, otherwise, although He Xiaozei had a spirit treasure to protect him, he might suffer some minor injuries if he was unprepared.

He Qiwo's arrival put Ji Huan in a good mood. After hearing the long-lost "Ah Huan!", his eyes were even more red. The most is the ruthless emperor's family. Since ancient times, emperors have called themselves "widows". Self-deprecating.

Fortunately, there are family members and close friends on Funiu Mountain who are like family members, which allows Ji Huan to make up for the lack of emotion in his heart.

After drinking away the guards in the palace and the masters of the enshrined courtyard who rushed to hear the sound, Ji Huan and He Qiwo found a quiet pavilion in the imperial garden. The two of them joked with each other just like when they were in Xianyun Temple. Lose, drink and talk.

Ji Huan has been depressed recently, and he doesn't hide it in front of his close friends, he just confides all the depression in his heart.

Hearing Ji Huan's complaints, He Qiwo sighed in his heart. With the excellent aptitude of my friend, if he devotes himself to practice, how can his future achievements be compared with that of a mere emperor?
So he moved his clever tongue and comforted him for a while, and after he was happy again after what Ji Huan said, he told the reason why he came out of the mountain this time.

Ji Huan was naturally overjoyed when he heard that, since the viewer speculated that there would be good things buried in Tiannan, it must be true, once excavated, it would benefit the country and the people!

The two discussed some joint matters in secret, and then began to drink freely again, like this for half a day.

A historian recorded this incident, saying that on the day of Bingchen in the second year of Kaiyuan, some Taoists floated to the palace. Emperor Huan was overjoyed to see him, and had a humorous banquet with him, and then got drunk in the pavilion one after another.

Woke up from a hangover, He Qiwo was full of energy, and I chatted with Ji Huan for a while, and when I arrived at a palace in the suburbs of Beijing with a beautiful scenery, I ordered a craftsman to be the supervisor to make a huge plaque, and wrote the word "Trudi" on it. The meaning of Thoroughly speaks for itself.

After wandering around the palace for a while, he looked up at the plaque on the door, He Qiwo smiled, raised his hand and shot the summoning arrow of Xianyun Temple.

The sound of the arrow screaming pierced the sky, and finally a red cloud cluster burst out. The cloud cluster did not disperse.

And he himself moved a chair, closed his eyes and sat at the door of the main hall of the palace, and tapped the armrest with his fingers, as if counting.

In just half a cup of tea, Fengxin, Supervisor, and Muxue Shanzhuang, the three masters from the Xianyun Temple's direct descendants, rushed over murderously, and several monks from Amitabha Temple also rushed over.

When everyone saw He Qiwo hanging a "cloud" token around his waist, and sitting at the entrance of the hall with his eyes closed and slamming his fingers with a serious expression, they all stood silently in the court, and those who were thoughtful were already secretly happy that they had come. It's too early.

After more than a dozen breaths of effort, another dozen or so nimble and quick masters and half-step master masters in the capital also rushed over one after another, but it was the warrior who was nearby when the red arrow shot out from Xianyunguan Everyone needs to go to listen to the tune as quickly as possible, this is the iron law of the world!
With a light cough, He Qiwo finally opened his eyes, and glanced at the 37 masters standing in the courtyard with great agility, and compared it with his estimate from the day before yesterday, it was roughly not bad.

Smiling slightly nodded at the crowd, and then waved his sleeves, the main hall door was closed, and all the warriors who arrived later were politely invited back by the waiter.

I don't know what I said to those 37 masters, but I can guess one or two from the exclamation and cheers that come out of the hall from time to time.

In just two days, He Qiwo's Chedi camp has been completed. This kid Xiang has scheming methods, using the Wutu Spiritual Technique and the Observation of Xianyun as bait, and wiped out all the masters in Beijing with good physical skills.

(End of this chapter)