Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 266
Since the last court meeting.

Fang Xin went directly to the grassroots level, and every year he would give blessings and salutes to many women.

even.

Sometimes, he would open a forum in the city to give lectures, and explain this part of the magic of collecting pills and medicines thoroughly and in a way that people could understand.

however.

Fang Xin was immersed in it, while the emperor and his subordinates were all very depressed.

Because they are amazing discoveries.

This national teacher of the Dayin Dynasty seems to be full of flaws everywhere, but he is prepared everywhere.

There is a feeling of a dog biting a hedgehog, and there is no way to start.

more importantly.

The current Emperor Ji Cheng, although his lifespan has been greatly extended, is far from being able to truly achieve something and follow the way of the Holy Emperor.

That gap is still very huge.

Not to mention anything else, just a lifespan of more than sixty years will only bring him closer to the way of the Holy Emperor, but it will not allow him to step in with confidence.

Sometimes hope is worse than no hope.

Now, the emperor is caught in such a vicious circle.

Although he wants to control the power of luck.

But without Fang Xin, no one would be able to refine the magic pill for him to prolong his life and practice.

And if Fang Xin is allowed to continue practicing.

Continue to open the forum to teach the Fa.

Then, his own status will become heavier and higher, and even the luck he occupies will be heavier.

For a while, the emperor was in a dilemma.

That's how it went for ten years.

Fang Xin heaved a sigh of relief when he performed the spell again and completed a blessing for many pregnant women:
"Ten years is a change of era."

"Now that this blessing has been completed, the seeds can basically be planted."

"If you want to wait for it to grow in the future, then use time to water it so that it can truly take root and sprout."

When it comes to here.

He couldn't help but look at the hall in the distance.

Especially the Luck Golden Dragon above the main hall.

At this moment, the Luck Golden Dragon seems to be more powerful, and each scale armor seems to be very hard.

A divine dragon stretches across the nine heavens.

Allowing the entire Forbidden City to completely immerse itself in Longwei enhanced his majesty.

Look at this golden dragon.

Fang Xin couldn't help showing a slight smile:

"The Luck Golden Dragon is getting stronger and stronger."

"Now, the position I occupy in this imperial court is indeed getting higher and higher."

"Although the emperor's demand for the longevity pill is very large, he is not someone who can be threatened after all."

"Time is running out."

After the words fell, his hands slowly walked towards the Lihuo Palace.

Walking is very natural.

It seems that there is no fear of anything.

the other side.

In the main hall of the palace.

I only saw Emperor Jicheng at this moment, and he seemed to be a little irritable:
"Trash! It's all trash!"

"I let you practice hard for so many years, and even let you use the imperial court's heritage."

"Even if the precious medicine for refining medicine is one level higher, you can still refine everything into waste."

"What on earth can you do?"

Taking a closer look, one could only see a few people who looked like court officials kneeling under Ji Cheng.

Take a closer look.

Suddenly, it was the Tai Hospital who seemed to have never shown his head from the beginning.

But have to say.

The foundation of this hospital is very deep, and it has been passed down almost never knowing how many years ago.

There are countless good things in it.

More importantly, many medical geniuses are collected in this hospital every year, and so many talents have been accumulated from generation to generation.

That is also very scary.

It was precisely because of this that Ji Cheng handed over the task of practicing the spell of dividing pills and collecting medicine to the Tai Hospital.

However, after hearing Ji Cheng's words, the old man kneeling at the very front felt very wronged:

"Report to Your Majesty."

"There is really nothing that can be done in the hospital."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then he said helplessly:
"The country has countless resources, and the background is even more extraordinary. The ministers have indeed failed His Majesty's trust."

"But this secret is really terrifying."

"Although it is true that with the help of the court's background, we can refine the treasure pill that can be used to prolong the life of others."

"But I can't wait for the secrets of heaven, and I don't know how to draw a vitality from the secrets of heaven like a national teacher."

"so……"

When he said this, the old man froze a little.

After all, it's not their fault.

For things that are not in their field, even if they kill themselves, there is nothing they can do.

heard this.

I heard the imperial physician's order was so evasive.

Ji Cheng's whole body was aimed at getting even more angry:

"Xingchenzi!"

"What are you for?"

Hearing the emperor's call, Xing Chenzi walked out cautiously from the dark place.

Although the face is still indifferent.

But the whole person can see at a glance that there seems to be a feeling of uneasiness:

"Report to Your Majesty."

"The minister really can't help it."

When he said this, he paused, then swallowed, and finally said:
"The divine pill refined by the national teacher for His Majesty, the material is not important, the most important thing is to absorb a trace of heaven's secret."

"Although the current state is extremely magnificent."

"But the magic technique of the secret is extraordinary, not to mention being able to intercept a trace of the secret."

"The national teacher has long been extraordinary and refined, and it is really difficult for us to continue..."

When it came to the end, Xing Chenzi didn't know what to say.

Hearing this one, both of them said the same, and looked at each of them with this helpless look.

I could only see the ups and downs in the entire hall, and there seemed to be a faint purple energy filling the air:
"Humph!"

A cold snort shocked everyone.

Afterwards, Ji Cheng seemed like a holy emperor, and the whole person said:
"If you can't do it, don't do it."

"You all go down."

Hearing what Ji Cheng said, the Imperial Physician Order, including everyone in the Imperial Hospital, seemed to have received amnesty.

After a while, they left one after another.

Wait until they leave.

Ji Cheng once again looked behind his dragon chair, but this time his eyes were full of killing intent:
"How are you preparing?"

Hearing this questioning, one could see faint clouds floating behind the dragon chair.

Followed by.

The scribe with a goose feather fan came out quietly.

As he walked, he fanned the fan in his hand, as if he had a chance to win:
"Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"A few years ago, we have already resolved everything, and all the emperors of the Underworld Imperial Court are among them."

"As long as His Majesty uses luck as a guide to allow many emperors in the royal court of the underworld to return."

"Then, it is absolutely possible to swarm up and suppress the national teacher, so that His Majesty can truly control all luck and walk towards the way of the Holy Emperor."

Hearing what the literati said, and seeing him so at ease, Ji Cheng couldn't help chuckling a few times:

"Mr. Zhuge is worthy of being the number one adviser of the late emperor."

"It really has an extraordinary demeanor."

Faced with this old ghost who died for who knows how many years and had already gone to accompany the late emperor.

Ji Cheng was not so relieved either.

Hearing what Ji Cheng said, Zhuge Mingyue couldn't help but smile slightly:
"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."

"The minister is really ashamed."

……

the other side.

Fang Xin, who had returned to Lihuo Palace, only felt a slight twitch in his heart.

A sense of crisis appeared, as if luck was giving a warning.

Feel the change.

Fang Xin's whole face was slightly pale at first, and then he quickly pinched Fa Jue, wanting to see what happened.

and.

Just when he was pinching his fingers.

He only saw that there seemed to be a wave of luck in the dark, which suddenly gushed out from his altar.

Vaguely, it seems that it is connected to the golden dragon of luck above the sky.

At the end, Fang Xin couldn't help showing a slight smile:
"It turns out that I can't wait."

"That's fine, if you solve it early, you can rest assured."

"After all, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

After the words fell, he saw only a slight movement of his mind, and then his whole person was connected to the luck represented by the position of the national teacher.

Look up towards the sky.

I can only see that most of the lucky golden dragons above the sky at this moment are controlled by the emperor.

Inside the golden dragon, there seems to be a supreme figure sitting cross-legged in it.

Take a closer look.

Suddenly, it was Ji Cheng's shadow.

Being able to reach this step means that he has gone a long way on the road of the Holy Emperor.

If it is really allowed to grow.

Maybe it's really an extraordinary achievement.

However, Fang Xin will not give him another chance, not only will he not give him a chance, but will directly take their ancestors and their ancestors directly:

"Did you really think that after all these years, your so-called imperial court in the underworld could have been hidden from my eyes?"

"If that's the case, then you really underestimated me, the ferryman from hell."

The vast majority of people in the entire Dayin Dynasty did not know the existence of this so-called Yinshi Imperial Court.

When every emperor dies, he will enter the underworld with a part of his luck and build his own imperial court.

I don't know how many generations have passed.

Really talk about it.

This is definitely an extremely terrifying force.

However, in the face of these so-called underworld imperial courts, Fang Xin was neither nervous nor tense, and felt like laughing instead:

"There are so many emperors, and there is not a single dharma face. How can these people want to deal with me?"

After the words fell, he just watched his fingers move lightly, and after a while, he squeezed out a small thing like a thousand paper cranes.

Thousand Paper Cranes galloped out.

Along the way, without arousing anyone's vigilance, they flew outside.

And just after flying the Thousand Paper Cranes.

Fang Xin was just sitting cross-legged on the futon leisurely, as if everything had been arranged.

For a while.

He only saw many armored soldiers guarding outside the Lihuo Hall, and they left one after another towards the distance.

In just an instant, it was completely free from all directions of the Fire Hall.

saw this scene.

Fang Xin could not help but smile slightly:
"Since you're here, why don't you show up and see?"

"Or is it that His Highness the Crown Prince really wants to be the Crown Prince for the rest of his life?"

I heard Fang Xin say so.

Then, behind the big tree in the distance, an old man wearing a four-clawed dragon robe came out leisurely.

Take a closer look.

The old man's stagnation is even more serious than that of Ji Cheng 20 years ago.

If they were put together now.

This kind of person really thinks that this one is Ji Cheng's father, how could he think that this one is the real son?

The prince who came out had a gloomy face, as if he had been wronged:
"Is what the national teacher said true?"

"Is it really possible for this prince to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor?"

Hearing the prince's words, Fang Xin couldn't help showing a slight smile:

"His Royal Highness is naturally relieved."

"How can there be a prince who has lived for a hundred years in this world?"

"Since His Majesty doesn't want to be decent, let's give him a face, and let's make him face himself."

Hearing this, the prince's whole face couldn't help but suddenly changed:

"You...you want to..."

But then, the prince couldn't help but fell silent.

He is too old for his age.

If Ji Cheng is allowed to live a sixty-year-old life, then maybe even his son can be boiled to death.

He really couldn't stand it any longer.

While the prince was thinking, his eyes seemed to become more and more hazy.

After a while, a twelfth-grade black lotus appeared in his eyes.

There seems to be something mysterious in the vagueness.

Immediately afterwards, the black lotus disappeared as the prince, and the whole person slowly regained consciousness.

It doesn't seem to be affected in any way:
"……it is good!"

"The crown prince raises troops, and the Qing emperor is on his side!"

Hearing what the prince said, Fang Xin's smile was even deeper:

"It's better so naturally."

After the two of them conspired, the many soldiers and eunuchs who were originally transferred, who seemed to be the emperor's confidantes, slowly returned to their positions.

only.

Just where no one can see.

One after another, black lotuses flashed away from the depths of the eyes of these many soldiers, as if they had never appeared before.

Watching the prince leave.

A slight smile flashed in Fang Xin's eyes, and then he took a deep look at the entire palace, and then said with a leisurely smile:
"It's been here for so long."

"It's not like I didn't do anything..."

As soon as the words fell, he could only see that he pinched his hands, and then he squeezed heavily, turning over from his spiritual platform to his chest:

"..."

(End of this chapter)