Xueba's Resurrection

Chapter 264 Tongtian Pill... gone

Banqueting is not complicated.

Because there were only two people at the banquet who knew the identity of Yi Xiaochuan, one was the talisman teacher Yan Se, and the other was Tang Huang.

Even Li Qingshan, the sect master of Haotian Dao South Gate who was accompanying him, didn't know who the young man Tang Huang called a distinguished guest was.

People in the Taoist sect, definitely not.

Absolutely not the disciples of the academy.

Buddhist sect, they are not Buddhist disciples.

In the case of Mozong, it is not like, but it is possible.

People from the Great River Country?
Li Qingshan quietly gave his senior brother Yan Se a look, but this sloppy old man was pretending to be stupid while holding a jug of wine.

Full of doubts.

"Li Qingshan, toast Mr. Yi!"

Yao Yao offered a glass of wine to Xiao Yi.

"It turns out to be the Great Tang Master, the master of the South Gate of Haotian Road, please!"

Yi Xiaochuan toasted. Before entering this world, Master Yan Se analyzed the information of the world and Tang.

Haotian Tao is known as the only orthodox religion in the world. It is respected in all countries. Taoist temples occupy countless lands and never pay taxes. It even needs to be blessed and approved by the great priest of the Taoist headquarters from Xiling.

However, the status of Haotiandao in the Great Tang Empire is far from being comparable to that of the fellows in those countries.

Although the priest at the South Gate of Haotian Dao was conferred the title of Master of the Tang Dynasty, the whole world knows that the relationship between the South Gate of Haotian Dao and Xiling, where the Lord of Haotian Dao Worship is located, has always been inseparable. In the hands of His Majesty the Emperor, Xiling could not interfere at all.

Therefore, Haotian Dao is still high in other places. Even the smallest Taoist temple in the Tang Dynasty must pay taxes. All the people in other places are believers of Haotian Dao. In order to attract believers, it is also saddening to dispatch practitioners to perform tricks on the street for the people of Datang to watch...

Datang is the Datang of Datang people.

When Yan Se said this piece of information, her tone revealed that she was proud of being a Tang native.

He said that first of all he was a Tang native, and then he was a rune master at the south gate of Haotian Road.

Oto Xiaochuan immediately had a good impression of such a country.

It is worthy of the word "Tang".

As for being tricked into seizing treasure and being taken hostage, do you really think the earth is a soft persimmon?
Not to mention Yi Xiaochuan's current strength, even if he is backed by the mountain of China, no civilization can mess with it.

"Poor monk Huang Yang, replace wine with water, respect Mr. Yi!"

Xiaoyi remembers Yan Se's evaluation of this monk. He calls himself Huang Yang, and now resides in the Wanyan Pagoda Temple in the southern city of Chang'an. It is rumored that this person once went to an unknown place in the wilderness to practice supreme Buddhism. A few years ago, he had a chance Coincidentally, he met the emperor of the Tang Dynasty and became brothers inside and outside the gate. Since then, he has the title of Emperor Yudi of the Tang Dynasty. dealing with people.

Li Qingshan and Master Huang Yang were somewhat puzzled by this banquet, no matter what the reasoning was, but after all, it was the Tang Emperor who hosted the banquet.

Oto Xiaochuan didn't talk about practice, after all, he was not familiar with the practice system of this world.

Then, we can only talk about poetry and songs, and talk about romance.

Fortunately, Xiao Yi is familiar with three hundred Tang poems, and he is familiar with ancient and modern Chinese and foreign poems and songs by heart.

……

In some unknowable, unknowable place.

On the shore of the lake in the depths of the mountains, there are seven resplendent thatched cottages. The thatched cottages are covered with grass, which is cheap and shabby. It should not have any solemn and luxurious atmosphere, but the thatched cottages covered here are. The color is like gold and jade, ignoring the dust and wind and rain for many years, it looks extremely gorgeous.

This kind of thatch naturally has a very strong vitality of heaven and earth, which can protect people from wind, rain, and cold, and can help people to calm their minds. It has long been extinct in nature and can be said to be extremely precious.

There are only two places in the world that are so extravagant to use this kind of thatch to build a house, one is the thatched house by the lake that is responsible for storing the seven volumes of heavenly books, and the other is the thatched house where the mountain master lives behind the academy.

It seemed that a gust of wind had blown into a thatched cottage and opened a book.

Qingfeng was illiterate, but he opened the black cover of the book, and the first page that came into view was a piece of snow-white paper.

Then the wind blew up, and many names appeared on this piece of paper, including Yan Se, Wei Guangming, Liu Bai...the names of the most powerful practitioners in the world.

Among these names, a strange name appeared, as if it had been mosaiced, it was not clear, and I don't know what the word was.

At this time, a Taoist suddenly appeared outside the hut, walked in respectfully, saw the vague name, looked shocked, and left in a hurry.

Not long after, the Temple of Xiling shook.

……

And some time before Yi Xiaochuan followed Yan Se to this world.

In the academy, Mr. Chen Pipi, No. 12 of the academy who mastered the Tongtian Pill, showed grief. He unscrewed the cap of the small crystal clear porcelain bottle, carefully poured a pill into his palm, and then sent it to the mouth of a dying man.

The color of the pill is slightly brown, without any luster, and there is no strange smell, and it does not attract the birds in the night sky to sing and pilgrimage. It just exudes a faint herbal smell, which is very ordinary.

He stuffed the pill into his mouth, picked up the bowl of water beside him and poured it in, pressed his chest lightly with the palm of his hand to help him dissolve the medicine, murmured and complained constantly, his face was full of grief and regret.

After an unknown amount of time, the dying man finally regained some color, but he was still in a coma.

At this time, the night was already dark.

"Pippi, come out!"

"Hey, Second Senior Brother is here..."

Putting down the dying man, the chubby little fat man ran out of the door quickly.

"Second senior brother!" He saluted very solemnly, the night was so thick that he couldn't see the face of the person coming, only a very tall crown.

"Well, the master asked me to ask you, but you still have a Tongtian pill!"

"scare!"

The little fat man opened his mouth, twirled his fat fingers, and said in a low voice, "This...that..."

"Are you here? Or not? I won't ask you for the Tongtian Pill, and I will return it to you when the time comes."

"This, it was there yesterday, but it's gone now!"

"kindness?"

"I... I... I ate for Ning Que..."

The precious Tongtian Pill was melted by water, and slowly permeated downward through the throat. Before it reached the stomach, it turned into a faint medicinal power, and the faint radiance like stars dissipated in his internal organs.

Looking at Ning Que who was lying unconscious on the bed, the little fat man knew that even if he opened his stomach and threw it into the alchemy furnace to refine it again, he would not be able to restore the Tongtian Pill.

"Second senior brother, did I do something wrong?"

"Is there Tongtian Pill in the temple?"

"Should...maybe...perhaps...there are more!"

(End of this chapter)