I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

.....

It should be a good sign, right?

Just as everyone was silently looking forward to it, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds!

With so many dark clouds gathering, it should have been raining, but although the weather was gloomy, not a drop of rain fell.

Then, the blazing flames automatically went out, and the tortoise shell used for divination completely cracked and fell to the ground.

There is no need for the old Taoist to tell you, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a bad sign.

The whole place was dead silent!

"..."

After a moment, the old Heavenly Master's regretful voice sounded: "Your Majesty, I was anxious and changed the divination process on my own, which displeased the Heaven. I have failed the Holy Grace and am no longer worthy of the title of Heavenly Master. Please take it back, Your Majesty."

These words not only give reason for God's anger, but also put all the blame on oneself. It is the most correct answer in this situation.

But after the old emperor reacted, he was still furious!

"How can you be so frivolous? Fine, fine, I will take away your title of Heavenly Master. Someone, come! Drag this fool out of Yujing and put him in the Heavenly Prison!"

The old emperor breathed a sigh of relief and ultimately did not kill the Heavenly Master, or Zhao Tiangang, on the spot.

"I'm guilty of death--"

Zhao Tiangang kowtowed repeatedly, but his eyes were cold.

Killing the spirit turtle is not a big deal, but using the shell of the spirit turtle that is full of resentment to predict the fate of the country is a big problem.

"Even if there is the wrath of heaven, the Great Jin has been established for more than 800 years. At most, there will be a few places with water shortages or water outages, which will not affect the overall situation."

"But this is just a small appetizer. Wait, we, the Immortal Sect, will destroy the power of the Human Emperor at all costs!"

Chapter 035: The Immortal Feathered Scholar

When predicting the fate of a country, if such an ominous sign appears, public opinion must be well controlled.

The old emperor felt that covering up was not the best approach. He preferred to make it difficult for people to distinguish between what was true and what was false.

He worked until late at night before he finally arranged things roughly.

"Alas, I am really old."

"Even if this was ten years ago, it would have taken only one morning to handle this matter."

The old emperor was just resting with his eyes closed when he heard the voice of the chief eunuch.

"Your Majesty, do you want to turn over the cards tonight?"

The meaning of flipping the cards is to choose a beauty to sleep with you.

The emperor was in his early eighties, but his heart was young, and events like talent shows were held every few years.

Therefore, there are many beautiful women in Yujing.

Of course, the old emperor was eventually running out of energy, and no matter how beautiful a woman was, she was just a warm bed for him.

"Humph, of course I have to turn over. I will turn over every night!"

"Your Majesty, your health is of the utmost importance. Please take care of yourself." The chief eunuch advised in a serious tone, as if he had no idea that the old emperor was simply choosing a place to sleep.

"Why should I worry so much, dog slave?"

The old emperor laughed and cursed, then thought for a moment and said, "Wait a moment before turning it over again. Go and call Huan Zhen over first."

"Yes!"

Even if it was already late at night, the emperor's words would have everyone get out of bed and rush over as quickly as possible.

About half a cup of tea later, a purple-robed Taoist priest in his thirties calmly came up to the emperor.

"Ling Zhenzhen has met His Majesty"

"Okay, okay, my dear, please don't be polite."

As soon as this person appeared, a smile appeared on the emperor's face.

The famous leader of the Tianshi Sect is just a useless old guy. The one in front of him is the truly capable person.

.........

Ling Huanzhen is forty-three years old this year, but he has the secret to maintaining his youthful appearance and looks no more than thirty years old.

The emperor particularly liked those who looked much younger than their actual age, but this alone was far from enough for Ling Huanzhen to become a first-rank Taoist official and be given the title of "Immortal Feathered Scholar."

The real secret of his popularity is alchemy!

"Really? I was really pissed off by that old guy today."

The emperor covered his forehead and rarely showed a tired look in front of others: "If there were fewer fraudsters in the Jin Dynasty, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

When the old Taoist priest was predicting the nation's fortune during the day, an ominous sign appeared. Ling Huanzhen already knew about this.

But he knew even more how huge the influence of the Tianshi Sect was, so he did not take the opportunity to belittle Zhao Tiangang, but instead changed the subject: "? Xifu Long? All the materials are ready, I am sure I can refine a furnace of Xiao Huan Dan this month."

Zhao Tiangang always called himself a poor Taoist in front of the old emperor, and Ling Huanzhen submitted to him when he was first conferred the title of a fifth-rank Taoist official.

"Xiao Huandan..."

People tend to lack energy as they get older, but the Xiaohuandan carefully refined by Ling Huanzhen has the ability to quickly replenish energy.

One pill a day can make you feel energetic, and the old emperor loved it very much.

But this time, the emperor showed no joy at all!

"Really? I won't hide it from you. The effect of this small Huandan is getting worse and worse. Can you think of a way to make a big Huandan?"

This is about to fail?!

Ling Huanzhen secretly groaned in his heart.

In fact, any elixir will cause the human body to develop resistance if taken too much. People like the emperor who often take elixirs have a body resistance far beyond that of ordinary people.

The Small Huandan is the culmination of Ling Huanzhen's life's work, so how could there be a Big Huandan?

.........

Ling Huanzhen entered the palace when she was twenty-seven years old, and it has been sixteen years since then.

He knew the emperor quite well and knew that the most important thing for this emperor was ability.

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The only exception may be the old Taoist priest.

The emperor did not think that the old Taoist priest had any ability, but due to the influence of the Taoist priest's religion, he had to hold his nose and pretend to respect him for many years.

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"Your Majesty, I have not yet completely perfected the formula for the Great Huan Dan."

"Then perfect it as soon as possible!"

The emperor gave a deadline: "Really? I won't rush you. Half a year. Within half a year, you must perfect the recipe and refine the Great Huan Dan."

This is really a difficult thing to ask, but considering the old emperor's character, he does have plenty of time.

"Subordinate to the order"

Ling Huanzhen immediately agreed, paused and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to leave the palace for a few days to seek inspiration. I hope Your Majesty will grant me permission."

"How difficult is that? I agree."

The old emperor agreed casually, and encouraged Ling Huanzhen a few words before letting him leave.

The so-called Great Huan Dan, let alone half a year, Ling Huanzhen might not be able to refine it even if he was given ten years.

He had only two options left: either escape while leaving the palace, or return to that sad place and seek help from the sect leader.

But this whole world belongs to the king, so where can Ling Huanzhen run to?

After much thought, I can only take the second path.

The next morning, Ling Huanzhen left Yujing and took a carriage to the neighboring Yizhou overnight.

As memories of the past came to his mind, this [ageless feathered priest] couldn't help but reveal a melancholy look on his face.

........

He was originally an outer disciple of the Yizhou Danding Sect. Due to his talent in alchemy, he was once valued by the sect master.

However, when God opens a door for you, he will close another window.

And that closed window is precisely the most important cultivation talent for cultivators.

No matter how good your talent for alchemy is, if you can't even advance to the Qi Refining Stage, you will never be able to become a regular practitioner in your lifetime.

The little Taoist boy, who was only thirteen years old at the time, found an opportunity to run away in anger.

He firmly believed that he was born to be useful, but life in the mountains was not easy. After struggling for many years, he only opened a clinic and became a famous doctor.

To be able to open a clinic and become a famous doctor is already very good.

But how could he, who was once an outer disciple of the Danding Sect, be satisfied with being a doctor?

The miserable life did not dull his ambitions. He spent all his time studying pharmacology, hoping to soar to great heights one day in the future!

But how can one soar into the sky?

As he approached thirty, the man felt confused.

"You can go to Qingzhou or Yujing."

"The palace is recruiting alchemists. With your level, you will definitely be favored by the emperor."

Suddenly one day, a young woman with a scary look and six eyes on her face said this to him.

"There are so many alchemy masters in the world. Take Danding Sect for example. The alchemy skills of the elders in the sect are far better than mine. There is no way I can succeed."

Hearing this, the six-eyed woman smiled strangely and vowed that anyone who was better at alchemy than her would not go to Yujing.

Chapter 036 Supreme Thunder Method

"Why?"

"Those who are better at alchemy than you are basically all immortal cultivators. Immortal cultivators have their own dignity and will not really be willing to be running dogs of the royal family."

Hearing this, Doctor Ling was so furious that he almost rolled up his sleeves and beat up the six-eyed woman.

"You are not a cultivator, so there is no need to compete with them. Wouldn't it be good to become famous for your alchemy skills and enjoy a lifetime of wealth and honor?"

It’s not bad either, it’s better than being a doctor in a small clinic.

but......

"If you are afraid of being laughed at by the people of Danding Sect in the future, you can just change your name. Well, how about calling yourself Ling Huanzhen?"

This name is quite poetic and is great as a pseudonym.

So, Doctor Ling changed his name and went to Yujing to give it a try.

This time, just as the six-eyed woman said, he soared into the sky!

......

Having the secret to maintaining one's youthful appearance doesn't mean one's physical condition will remain at its peak at thirty. Coupled with the fact that she had lived a life of luxury over the years, Ling was really exhausted before she barely made it to the top.

"Who are you!"

Because a big monster broke into the mountain gate not long ago, Danding Gate was heavily guarded at this time.

Ling Huanzhen didn't even have time to catch his breath before he was surrounded by a group of foundation-building monks.

"My fellow brothers, I am Ling Xiaolin, an outer disciple of our sect."

The name Ling Huanzhen has been used for sixteen years.

Although it is a pseudonym, it is more real than the real name now. On the contrary, the three words "Ling Xiaolin" give people a strong sense of strangeness after they come out of their mouths.

"Nonsense, how can our sect have an outer sect disciple of your age?"

Someone glared at the sneaky guy and was about to catch him, but was stopped by the senior brother next to him.

"Ling Xiaolin? The Ling Xiaolin who failed to cultivate Qi many years ago and sneaked away from our sect?"

"Brother, you still remember me."