Lanke Chess Edge

The story of the emperor beheading the immortal and looking for him all over the city spread quickly through word of mouth, and even ordinary people knew that since the immortal had been beheaded by the emperor in a fit of anger, he probably wouldn't I went back.

Emperor Yuande handed this matter over to Yan Chang, who just told the servants and officials the details of the old beggar's appearance, and asked them to go to the places where there are many beggars in various cities to have a look.

Even when the officials go to various places to inquire, Yan Chang also asks everyone to be friendly and not to be vicious, and it is impossible to post pictures of beggars everywhere. Come.

Until that night, I got a lot of news. Some people heard about which street the old beggar appeared, and also heard that he appeared in a certain teahouse. It's just an ordinary beggar old man, who gives away a bag of rice.

After dealing with the affairs of the day, all the princes and ministers began to walk towards the palace, because the Longevity Festival banquet was about to begin.

Although Emperor Yuande was greatly stimulated in the morning, at night, he turned back into the majestic and cold Ninth Five Lord, as if the frustration of the day did not reflect on him at all.

Before the dinner started, Yan Chang was secretly summoned to the Imperial Study Room for questioning. He didn't ask about the process but only about the result. Yan Chang, who was so full of words, couldn't say a second sentence, so he could only answer "no result" nervously.

Fortunately, this time he was not angered and convicted. In fact, Emperor Yuande knew something in his heart, so he could only go to the banquet with Yanchang after a few words of encouragement, which flattered Taichang who had been on tenterhooks.

The entire Longevity Festival banquet was still very grand, and because it was the 70th birthday, the scale was larger than in previous years.

Even the emperor directly canonized "Tianshi" at the banquet, and each of the remaining fourteen mages was awarded the title of "Tianshi" and rewarded with a thousand taels of gold.

That's right, there were indeed fourteen people left. A monk said before the dinner that he was not acclimatized and was sick in the posthouse.

Yan Chang also went to the imperial doctor to see him, and he was diagnosed with vomiting and diarrhea, and his body was very weak.

Emperor Yuande himself didn't expect too much from the rest of the people, and it was even more impossible for a person who was dying of illness to fall into his eyes, so he directly removed his canonization qualifications and saved a thousand gold .

Of course, most of the remaining fourteen people are actually just for the title of "Heavenly Master", and have no intention of serving the old emperor at all.

When exchanging cups and singing and dancing in the hall where the officials were entertained, in a post house next to the altar, a handsome monk who was sick and pale, secretly lifted his quilt.

Because it was the Longevity Festival, the people in the posthouse were also given wine and food by the superiors, and many people were also drinking and eating meat, but the house where the monk lived was pitch-black.

The monk quietly got off the bed, put on his clothes and cassock, tied the ropes on his shoes, went to the corner to pick up his Zen stick, and put on his bamboo hat again.

"Goodness, the Great Bright Buddha...let's slip away!"

He tiptoed to the door, and opened the door with a "squeak~".

"Ouch...!"

As soon as he opened the door, he saw an old man with an unfriendly expression standing outside. His aura scared the monk so much that he ran for more than a foot.

"Heh heh heh... Monk, what are you going to do?"

The monk's face was neither red nor dry, but there was fine sweat dripping from the bare top of his head under the bamboo hat.

"Goodness, the Great Bright Buddha... This monk is about to leave the post house, who is the benefactor?"

The unfriendly person outside the posthouse was old Long Yinghong, who was even more angry when he saw the monk's appearance.

"You...won't you go to the wonderful Longevity Banquet, pretend to be sick and slip away?"

"Uh... benefactor, are you from the Dazhen court?"

The monk was very worried. With such a person in the Dazhen court, the old emperor still needs to seek immortality everywhere?

‘Goodness, Great Bright Buddha, this is ridiculous! '

"Hehe...me? From the Dazhen court? Hehe..."

The old dragon laughed angrily, and stretched out his hand to grab the monk. He was standing at the door, his arms were not extended, and there was no way to absorb it, but the space of the whole house seemed to be compressed, and the monk was unavoidable against the wall. Dodging, the old dragon directly grabbed the neckline.

Then, like an eagle catching a chick, the old dragon took the monk out of the post house and flew away.

"Hey, hey... benefactor, immortal elder! You have something to say, you have something to say! This little monk can't fly!"

The monks in the air didn't dare to wave their hands and feet randomly, instead they held on tightly to the old dragon's arms, for fear of falling, the fall from a height of hundreds of feet would cause either his body to be crushed to pieces or his body to be paralyzed.

There was no sign of this catastrophe before, so it couldn't be counted anyway, and the monk didn't even know when he offended a person of this level of cultivation.

The old dragon took the monk soaring in the air for a while, and finally flew over the palace, pointing to the singing and dancing below.

"Where is this?"

The monk swallowed his saliva as he felt the high-altitude wind at night.

"The palace."

"Well, I have just been canonized as a celestial master, do you want to ask for one? Don't worry, I won't kill you if I throw you down, and if you show up like this, the old emperor will definitely reward you!"

"Don't, don't! Immortal Elder, don't tease the little monk. When did the little monk offend you? You have to give me a clear explanation if you die, right?"

Seeing the monk's reluctance to live or die, the old dragon also exhaled a sigh of relief.

"If you really don't want to be a teacher, what kind of saint do you show at the nine days and ten meetings? You are full? I made a bet with Ji Yuan. At first I estimated that I would win, but later I felt that it should be even, okay, very good." Well, just now I felt something in the Yin Division of Gyeonggi Prefecture, and when I found out that I lost for no reason, I couldn't understand it, so it was you, a monk, who pretended to be sick!"

The monk was very quick-witted, and quickly opened his mouth when he saw the right opportunity.

"Immortal Chief, since you have made a bet with others, you are naturally willing to admit defeat. You are cheating now, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

The old dragon was a little depressed, so he grabbed the monk to scare him. If the monk had been calm and composed, he would be very annoyed. Seeing him flustered now, he calmed down a lot.

He didn't speak any more, he carried the monk and flew directly to Gyeonggi Prefecture with the wind, and then escaped into the underworld.

The demons who were caught a few days ago were all detained in the underworld, of course they were all soul bodies, and most of their real bodies had been digested by the dragon dragon.

This was the first time the monk had really entered the underworld, a strong yin energy rushed to his body, and he kept chanting "Da Ming Wang Buddha".

In the City God's Hall of the Yin Division, a huge circular mist filled the center of the hall, and a scene appeared in the center of the mist, which was the scene in the deepest part of the Yin Division's prison.

A large group of people were watching in the City God's Hall, including a group of Yuhuai monks, ghosts and gods of the underworld, the City God of Gyeonggi Province, and some people who were obviously transformed monsters.

"Father, why are you going out all of a sudden, uh, shouldn't this monk be in the palace?"

Which pot does not open and which pot does Long Zi Yingfeng lift, but there is nothing to hide about this matter, the old dragon is also a dragon who is willing to gamble and admit defeat.

"This monk pretended to be sick and didn't go to the palace, and he didn't get the title of 'Heavenly Master' conferred by the old emperor."

"No, that's okay too?"

The dragon girl on the side couldn't help but lose her voice.

"Can you lose too?"

Then, except for some uninformed people who were inexplicable, the few people who knew about the matter all looked away at Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan took a look at the monk brought back by the old dragon. The latter was saluting to a group of fairies and ghosts. He has practiced Buddhism so far. Not to mention seeing such a scene, he has never thought about it. It feels like standing with King Ming Buddha It's the same as being together, it's still a group.

"The little monk is just here to participate in the Water and Land Dharma Assembly. Now that the Dharma Assembly is over, we are about to leave the capital. I wonder if it will be convenient for you?"

Ji Yuan looked at the monk's uneasy look, smiled at him and said.

"Master, don't you think Mr. Ying was really just angry, so he caught you in the underworld?"

Is not it?

"Uh... The old man has an extraordinary bearing, so naturally he won't..."

The monk was surprised, but the words that came out of his mouth still considered reality very much.

"Look, Master!"

Ji Yuan stretched out his finger to the scene in the mist in the City God's Hall. Although there was no sound, the scene was full of horrible images of ghosts and ghosts being punished.

"These are the generation of demons who infiltrated Dazhen. Naturally, there are many people who fish in troubled waters, but some of them are unusual. Although they couldn't bear the torture of prison and confessed some things, what they knew was limited. "

The old dragon also snorted coldly.

"There is a picture of turmoil in my Eastern Cloud Continent. You are a monk from the Daliang Temple in the north of Tingliang Kingdom. You traveled to Dazhen. How many years have you not returned?"

The monk frowned and returned after thinking about it.

"My little monk is now twenty-two in forty, so it should be seventeen years."

Although he knew that the hall was full of old monsters of unknown age, but this monk's handsome appearance was too "not middle-aged", so Ji Yuan subconsciously took another look at him.

"Well, then you should go back and have a look. Although we don't know more about the involvement of these evil spirits, a large part of them come from Tianbao Kingdom, which borders the northern border of Tingliang Kingdom."

"Tianbao goes to the kingdom!? How come?"

"Hehe, why are there so many demons?"

Hearing what the old dragon said, the monk nodded subconsciously. Tianbao Kingdom is known as the "Shangguo" among the people in the northern border of Tingliang Kingdom, so naturally it will not be too bad, but there are so many evil spirits who have become climate. There must be something wrong here.