Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 149

"What's outside the door?!"

Shouting in the language of the Western Regions in the courtyard, the envoy of the Xiukun Kingdom was a tall, thin, long-bearded middle-aged man with a thick white scarf wrapped around his head. He was grumpy and grabbed the guard who turned around and wanted to escape, but the next second, the courtyard The door was kicked open with a bang, and a stream of Yin Qi mixed in the white mist permeated in. There were several tall and thin figures in the mist, wearing wooden armor, gray cloth, and a bamboo hat, showing a long oval face with a wide grin. With sharp teeth, the iron chain in his hand clattered to the ground. .

The leader in the middle is an old cow chewing bread, and put its horns towards the door.

With a hoarse voice, it sounded in the air: "Come with me, Zhenjun wants to see the four of you!"

At the other end of the field of vision, the four of them are practitioners from the Four Kingdoms, with the face of the country, how could they leave with someone at will, especially if the other party has malicious intentions.

The four of them immediately held their Dharma artifacts to block the pervading Yin Qi.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~~
However, there was a sound of iron chains dragging, and in the vast fog, several iron chains quickly swam towards the ground, wrapped around their ankles, trying to struggle and resist, and two tall figures pierced through the wall behind the four of them Then, the iron chain swung in his hand directly swept across the backs of the four of them, followed by the ghosts in front of them.

The souls of the envoys of the Four Kingdoms were pulled away from their bodies, and when they arrived, they lost the support of mana, and obediently obeyed in the hands of these ghost messengers like chickens, and were held in custody and floated out of the courtyard gate on the white mist. I saw more than a dozen ghost messengers standing in the fog outside, looking ferocious and ferocious.

If the four of them still had bodies, they might be paralyzed from fright.

'My old cow is the real king's right-hand man, so it's natural to have enough pomp! The old cow chewed the bread and walked forward with his head held high, his tail flicking, and gradually drifted away with the white mist with a group of ghost messengers.

……

"arrive!"

"The yin energy is gone!"

"We're late." Ming Hui looked at the open courtyard door, and walked in with Qiao'er and a group of senior brothers. Except for the people from the Western Regions who were screaming and hugging their heads on the ground, the four people under the tree in the courtyard held their hands. The movement of the magic weapon seems to be frozen in place.

Qiao'er wanted to go up and poke it twice, but Ming Hui raised his hand to stop her: "Don't move."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed the opponent's neck, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the soul was pulled away from the body, as long as he was rescued within two hours, it was still possible to be saved.

Of course, whether he can be rescued or not depends on whether the True Monarch nods or not.

"Go to Zhenjun Temple."

"Okay, okay!" Qiao'er was eager to go, seeing the seniors going out, she hurriedly followed, and from time to time straightened her messy hair.

Everyone is a cultivator, with spells to travel, and the pace is not slow. In the dark night when dogs bark occasionally, there are screams from the soul coming from the temple on the other side of the Xinyang River.

When they got there, Ming Hui and the others saw that among the four people, two men and one woman were impaled on a branch protruding from an ancient pillar, and the other was pulled in half by some ghost guards. , and fit back together, the other three trembled as they watched.

And below, the old cow, who was the right arm, rolled his eyes, and was being stepped on by the crazy old man, holding a long pole and poking at the four hapless ghosts from time to time.

Seeing the Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion coming over, they knew that they were old with the real monarch. The two ghost messengers who were watching nearby grinned at Minghui and the others, showing piercing smiles, and said in a dull and hoarse voice: "Dear priests! Don't worry, we have experience, and we won't lose our souls!"

With this sentence, Ming Hui knew that the true monarch had probably guessed that they would come to intercede.

"Ming Hui of Tianshi Mansion, pay respects to Zhenjun!"

He stood outside the temple and bowed, and the senior brothers behind him also bowed down one by one. Qiao'er covered his eyes and dared not look at the cruel punishment over there, so he simply closed his eyes, speaking differently from the senior brothers.

"Big Brother, Qiaoer is here to see you."

squeak~~
The closed temple door was pulled inward by two ghost messengers inside at this time, and the two rows of ever-burning lights illuminated the quiet and dim. Several people walked into the temple and looked at the two rows of altars, one by one, majestic or The ferocious statues and the bluffing Qiaoer all shut up in a timely manner. She had seen these statues in her elder brother's car back then, and she had seen with her own eyes how they turned into giant gods.

Immediately walked towards these statues and worshiped, and then saw three small wooden figures wrapped in yellow scarves sitting around and practicing Taoism together on the ground, and some were pointing to a book and talking something encouraging, then they disagreed, and the two fought After getting up, the elder went to persuade the fight, but it turned into three people quarreling and fighting each other, and turned to the back hall cursing.

"It's been five years, Qiao'er has grown a lot taller."

In the ancestral hall, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, causing the girl who was still stretching her neck to look around to tremble, and saw the doorway on the other side of the back hall, the voice of a man in a green robe was just like the one when he left, laughing standing there.

The moment she saw Chen Yuan, Qiaoer first laughed, then suddenly burst into tears, she leaped over Ming Hui and other senior brothers who were holding hands, and rushed to Chen Yuan, but she jumped from the opponent's body to the other side.

"Big brother... You really..."

Rao knew it, but it was another feeling to really realize that she couldn't touch it. Qiaoer's eyes were wet and red, and she stretched out her hand to touch Chen Yuan's robe with sobs. The fog, the girl's suppressed emotions suddenly exploded.

"Qiao'er still wants to go back to Huangni Town with her big brother to see her father and mother, but now her big brother is gone..."

The girl cried more and more sadly, and then she was knocked on the head by the futon brought by Chen Yuan's spell, "I'm gone, then who am I?"

"what……"

Qiao'er stopped crying immediately, and blinked at the big brother in front of her with two lines of tears hanging down her eyes. After she realized it, she turned her face aside in embarrassment, "Woo... I suddenly remembered that I just heard that big brother I just cried because of the news, so it was delivered that night."

Over there, Ming Hui and the others also showed smiles on their faces. With this junior sister around, they have something to say.

After all, they were the first to see the master who led Tianlei to other sects to cross the tribulation. Now they also heard that Canglan Sword Sect re-arranged the sword array and put them all on the top of the mountain.

"According to age, all of you here are older than me, so you don't need to be so polite." I don't know if it's because of Chen Yuan's fascination over the past few years, her temperament is relatively weak, and she speaks in a flat tone, "There are no seats for guests here. Go talk."

While speaking, he walked to the front and led the crowd to the side outside the temple. Under the towering tree, Chen Yuan raised her hand. On one side of the tree, there was a relief of buildings, like the treetops of an umbrella. Little stars of light.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. In the eyes of everyone, there were white walls and roofs, doors and windows, and an empty main room. In front of the screen of the boat rowing in spring, tables and chairs for guests appeared, and tea cups on the tables appeared. The hot air rises, and the fragrance of tea can be smelled.

Chen Yuan took the first seat, clapped her hands, and saw a round clear moon rising in the night outside the round window, in the midst of which there seemed to be a figure floating over.

Ming Hui and the others were stunned to see this scene, and saw more than a dozen maids in palace costumes floating down from the middle of the moon, putting the delicacies and drinks in their hands on the table one by one, and dancing in the middle of the hall.

"Over the years, I have accumulated too much incense, so it's not bad to use these. It can also relieve boredom when you are bored. Drink tea, everyone." Chen Yuan smiled and raised a teacup to them, signaling the girl over there to try the Moon Palace. pastries.

"It's fake, I'm not that easy to deceive!" Qiao'er didn't claim to be successful in Taoism in the past five years, and she also knew a lot of magic spells. Although this one is better than blindfold and illusion, it is still fake.

But she still took a bite of the pastry, and her mouth was filled with the faint sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Couldn't help squinting his eyes, changed to hold one in each hand, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls, and his stomach didn't bloat, and he even faintly felt that his cultivation base had increased.

Ming Hui and the others also looked at Chen Yuan in amazement, this increase obviously came from the power of incense.

"I've said it all, I can't run out of incense now, and it's a headache if I have too much... It's okay to share some with you." It's been a long time since I talked to outsiders, and after chatting with a few people, I asked Yuchen, The situation of Taoists such as Mingguang and Qingxu.

"Uncle Yuchen is now Qiaoer's master. He and Uncle Mingguang have been practicing with the Celestial Master. Uncle Qingxu hasn't seen him recently, so he may have gone down the mountain to go elsewhere. As for Yun He, who has returned to the northwest to garrison, Yunlong has left the Celestial Master. According to the news recently, I met a few practitioners from a small sect in Qishan, and they said that there was a fine toad in the northwest of Qishan, so I went to have a look."

Hearing that everyone has a place to go, Chen Yuan nodded in relief: "How is the injury of the master that day? Are the underground monsters still coming out?"

"That's not clear." Ming Hui took a sip of tea, felt the power of incense burning in his dantian, and continued: "But according to Master Yuchen's words, Tianshi's injury is a bit serious, and it will take five years to heal Most of the time, the strength of the underground demon can be imagined, but there has been no bad news in the past few years. Oh, yes."

He paused, remembering Mingguang's entrustment back then, "Five years ago, Master Mingguang said that the Celestial Master invited Zhenjun and your master to visit the Celestial Master's Mansion."

"A guest? Do you know why?"

"We don't know about that either." Ming Hui didn't dare to say that your master is like our sixth-generation patriarch. After all, let's say something that hasn't been proven. If it is not, it will be embarrassing for both sides.

"Well, when I return to my body, I will take Master to visit the Celestial Master."

Chen Yuan replied with a smile. After drinking tea for a while, she remembered Sun Zhengde who had returned to the mountains to study art. When she asked about him, the priests over there laughed. So restrained.

"Sun Zhengde still has talent, but he used it on cooking skills. Feihe has been teaching him in Liangya Mountain, and he was almost so angry that he became unstable!"

In the words, Qiao'er puffed her cheeks and looked over, Ming Hui quickly waved her hands: "It's not you."

Then there was another burst of laughter, and everyone also talked to Chen Yuan about the fact that the junior sister was in the Tianshi Mansion because of her seniority, she was small and pleasing and lawless, which made Chen Yuan laugh too.

After a while, Chen Yuan stopped smiling, and suddenly said, "How is the Canglan Sword Gate?"

"them?"

Ming Hui shook his head, sighed and said, "Wang Xuanyi went crazy, the head of the sect was taken over by that Li Congyun, after five years he has regained some vitality, but..."

Speaking of this, he slightly shifted his gaze to stare at the candlelight: "This person has a violent personality, otherwise he would not have been exiled by his senior brother for decades. Now that he is the head of the sect, he is extremely strict with the disciples in the sect. If you are not careful, you will be whipped...According to his personality, he will definitely not press down what the real monarch did five years ago, if he knows that you are still alive, he will definitely kill you."

Li Congyun?
Chen Yuan had almost died that day, her soul was floating in the chaos, and she didn't know this person at all. It was only after five years later that the Taoist priest of Luodu came to pay a visit to him, and only then did she know about this person.

I also know that his cultivation base is advanced, and I heard that he can fight against a celestial master...

But Chen Yuan is not afraid of him, the way of incense burning is different from ordinary practice, not to mention that if she returns to the human body, the two paths of practice may coincide.

Moreover, as his cultivation grows, he can feel that under the altar, his body has accumulated golden core after the thunder calamity. Even if the opponent is a Nascent Soul, he can't beat him, can't he escape?

The night was dark.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Yuan took away the spell, waved away the singing and dancing, and the mansion in front of him, and everyone returned to the open space beside the temple. Ming Hui and the others took them back, especially the female envoy of Ayena, whose eyes were dull, apparently being punished by ghosts...

"Xie Zhenjun understands our difficulties."

"These envoys can't be killed, and I know that, no need to thank you, go back quickly, lest you really die."

Chen Yuan waved her hand and watched as the other party took the souls of the four people into their sleeves, walked to the street, and turned around and floated back to the temple when Qiaoer said goodbye to the big brother.

Early the next morning, Emperor Gongsun Lun received the envoys from the four countries again, but this time the four of them knelt down on the ground respectfully, with their buttocks higher than their heads, accepted the imperial edict with a submissive face, and left the palace as if fleeing. If you don’t stop, take the team and go west of the city. When you pass the Zhenjun Temple, you don’t forget to come down. You kowtow and offer incense. The people and pilgrims around you can see that these barbarians do as the Romans do, and they know that they worship the gods of the Central Plains. .

When they got back on their horses and moved forward, they vaguely heard the voice of a ghost messenger saying in their ears: "Come back when you have time."

The four of them stared wide-eyed on horseback, yelled at their subordinates in the language of the Western Regions like crazy, and rushed out of the city gate in one go, leaving in a hurry.

……

In a few days, the imperial decree came down.

A team of officials from the government office came to the Temple of the City God outside the city, and covered the head of the City God with a black cloth.

It is planned to remove this Qu Chenghuang, which has been preserved for a hundred years.

　The transition is finally over.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)