Tao and Heaven

Chapter 48: Seize the Taifusi Again

Taifusi.

Daqian was another major financial institution besides the Ministry of Revenue, responsible for the procurement, storage and custody of materials for the imperial palace to ensure the living and daily expenses of the royal family.

It can be said to be the emperor's personal treasury, which has always been a powerful institution in all dynasties. It is a means for the emperor to make money and separate the emperor's personal property from state property.

It seemed like progress, but in fact it made the emperor's extravagance acceptable.

Using money from the national treasury for enjoyment is foolish, but using money from one's own treasury even the ministers cannot criticize him.

However, the Taifu Si of this dynasty was very different. Because the emperor wanted to make elixirs, it was almost above the Ministry of Revenue.

The national treasury silver may not be as much as that of the Taifusi.

Zhao Feng's 100,000 taels of silver for alchemy was nothing. That dog emperor had plundered all the people in the world in order to make the elixir. The money collected from salt, iron and various taxes in the past few years was worth tens of millions. Not to mention that nothing was spent, even if there was one thousandth left, it would be an astronomical figure.

I wonder how many panaceas there are in it?

It just so happens that at this time all the imperial guards in Bian Jing have arrived at Longqiao. Isn’t this a good opportunity for robbery?
Gu Wen's eyes widened.

At this time, He Huan finished regulating his breath, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and explained: "The number of days is limited, and the escape method will have certain side effects on the soul. The distance is only one in ten, so please forgive me for some impact."

"But Daoist friend's attack already has the rudiments of a Dharma image. It's brilliant, really brilliant!"

Gu Wen did not respond and continued to stare into the distance. He Huan could not see his face and was used to his aloofness.

His eyes were burning, and his heart was even hotter.

He Huan felt that he had great luck. Not long after he entered Daqian, he got in touch with a genius who possessed the power of war, a peerless genius who defeated Lu Chan, the fifth fox fairy on the Earth List.

This is also an opportunity to become an immortal, and an opportunity to establish friendships with the top powerful people in the future cultivation world.

Although the two had only known each other for a short time, they had been through life and death together, and as long as this relationship continued to develop, it would not be bad. Except for blood ties, all people's closeness and distance were gradually developed.

"May I ask where you learned your master from?"

Gu Wen came back to his senses and replied, "I am a free cultivator, I have no sect or school."

I thought it would cause suspicion or even contempt, but for some reason the other party's originally fiery eyes were about to burst into flames, a kind of joy as if he had won the lottery.

He took two steps forward and grabbed Gu Wen's shoulders, saying very solemnly: "Daoyou Hongchen, you and I hit it off right away. I don't ask to become sworn brothers, but at least make friends. If you are in trouble in the future, I will definitely help you with all my strength!"

Gu Wen was a little confused, thinking that the other party was afraid that he would take it all for himself, so he took out a Ning Dao Pill and said, "Fellow Daoist He, there is no need to do this. I never break my promise."

He Huan shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I really want to make friends with you. If you are willing, I can give you this Ning Dao Pill."

He was amazed at the other party's talent and fortune that he could gather so many spiritual objects to activate the world-breaking formation, and he also realized something important.

Cultivation requires Dharma, wealth, friends, and place, and background is very important when going out. On the other hand, a genius without a school or sect can better illustrate his talent and blessings. Furthermore, isn't it like helping someone in need by making friends with him?

There is a saying in the spiritual world: It is better to support the poor than to marry a saint.

There are often geniuses without any sect or school who go shopping with gold bricks, and they are either robbed or invested by various forces. However, a large sect with heritage and background will always do the latter without exception, and it doesn't matter if they are not accepted into the sect, as it is better to make friends with good people.

There is a difference between adding icing on the cake and providing timely assistance.

Gu Wen instantly understood what the other party meant.

He often encountered this situation when doing business: he would give preferential treatment to some big customers, and the big customers would also give preferential treatment to him in their own fields.

"Thank you very much, Brother He."

Gu Wen took back the pills and changed his name. He was not opposed to making connections with others, and he was not averse to having capable people making connections with him.

He Huan lost a pill, but smiled happily and said, "Brother Hongchen, you are too polite."

A Ning Dao Dan might be precious, but it was not a necessity for him. He valued a genius with the Dharma image more.

Gu Wen glanced at Taifu Si and changed the subject: "Brother He, since we are friends, shouldn't we share weal and woe?"

"Of course." He Huan nodded without hesitation and said frankly: "Friends don't necessarily have to share happiness with you, but they will definitely help each other when you are in trouble."

"Then let's go rob Taifusi."

Gu Wen pointed into the distance, and He Huan also looked over there, a thoughtful look on his face. Then he reacted and his brows twitched.

He said, "Brother Hongchen, this belongs to the Emperor Daojun, it is not the same as Zhao Feng's. You are trying to disturb the Tai Sui Lord."

Gu Wen asked: "Go or not?"

He Huan hesitated for a few seconds, thinking that he had even robbed Qianfeng Tower, so he didn't mind being a little bigger. "I will sacrifice my life to accompany you, sir."

"Walk."

Gu Wen pulled the other person towards Taifu Si outside the alley. He was not invincible and still needed someone to help him.

He had no means to deal with either the formation or the illusion, and could only use powerful flying bricks, but powerful flying bricks would not be effective every time.

And this guy has too many ways to save his life.
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Taifusi.

The gate was closed, and two figures jumped directly from the alley across the avenue, climbed over the high wall and entered.

Its interior was pitch black, with only a few flashes of fire.

Gu and Wen quickly approached the fire. They lay on the roof and observed. They saw an old man dozing at the door of the warehouse, holding a broken knife.

"He has the ability to cultivate."

Gu Wen concluded so, and then asked: "Who is this person who has entered the secular world, or is he a guardian of the law and the way?"

"Not necessarily. I think it's just one of Emperor Daojun's disciples." He Huan said, "I don't know if you have heard that a few hundred years ago, Emperor Daojun brought dozens of people into the land of immortality and wiped out the forces planted by the major sects in one fell swoop, and established Daqian."

His tone sounded like he was just chatting about family matters, but the content contained a huge amount of information for Gu Wen.

'Daqian was established hundreds of years ago, so the current Emperor Daojun is the founding ancestor of that time?'

Gu Wen asked, "How many hundreds of years can they live here?"

He Huan shook his head and said, "He must have used a secret method to seal himself for hundreds of years."

"Only three people came in from a large sect, how did he let dozens of people in?"

Gu Wen asked again, based on what he knew, the cost of entering Daqian should be very high.

It is definitely not something that can be solved by ordinary conventions. When it comes to a struggle for power, even one can deny his own father. Who will follow the rules?
He Huan replied, "Normally, only the Three Pure Ones Dao Sect can provide so many resources, but the Dao Emperor has squeezed his entire sect and even all the relationships dry. He didn't hesitate to lose face and cheat, and even my ancestor was borrowed a piece of Five Elements Spirit."

"A top-level person wants to ask you for a favor, will you do it?"

Gu Wen had a strange look on his face. He could understand the logic behind it. It was just like a top capital going to a bank to borrow money. There was no reason not to lend it. It was just that this behavior was a bit like taking out a small loan to get into the immortal land.

He felt that if he wanted to run away, he could probably do the same thing at Dragon Bridge.

“Do you still want to rob, fellow Daoist Hongchen? Once you do, the Dao Emperor will definitely know about it, and we may not be able to kill him.”

He Huan was somewhat worried.

Gu Wen asked one last question: "Can Emperor Daojun arrive in an instant?"

"I'm afraid he won't come out. He has to guard the alchemy furnace he has been refining for more than ten years."

"kill."

Gu Wen's voice was calm, and then he shot out. The old man holding the knife noticed the movement, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

clang!
When the swords and spears collided, a flash of blood appeared. The old man's body stiffened, and his pupils were shrouded in boundless killing.

In an instant, a myriad of thoughts ran through his mind, and his knife-swinging movements were not as swift as before; only his pupils remained normal.

Gu Wen walked over leisurely with a gun in his hand. As if casually, the gun pierced his chest and blood splattered, reflecting the bright moon.

It's not that he was slow, but that the opponent was too fast.

The old man stared with wide eyes at the masked man in the bamboo hat who was less than three inches away from him, and the blade stayed an inch away from the man.

The life-saving measure took effect, and then disappeared in an instant.

Gu Wen put away the gun, and the old man's blood was pulled out and merged into the gun body, and the blood-drinking aura of the gun became even heavier.

thump!
A dried corpse fell in front of him.

Weak, too weak.

Gu Wen stepped over the corpse without any emotion.

Is this dead?

He Huan on the side was a little dumbfounded, standing there awkwardly with the gun in his hand. He still wanted to help, trying to kill the enemy with one shot without revealing his whereabouts.

(End of this chapter)