Jiao Fei had no intention of accepting such a female disciple first, but other monks in Chang'an City might not think the same way as him. The Dapeng Mingwang Pagoda of Yan Gang Shangshu could see the palace, so Jiao Fei soon saw it
Three or four Taoists gathered in front of the palace and knocked on the door to ask for an audience with the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. After these Taoists passed by, three or four more people arrived soon after. Jiao Fei only found it interesting and looked at it once, but did not do anything.
Pay attention.
When Jiao Fei turned around, he saw that Xu Qing had also climbed onto the Dapeng Mingwang Tower at some point and was standing behind him.
Although Jiao Fei was surprised that Xu Qing's magic power was really unfathomable, he just respectfully called him "Senior Brother". Xu Qing looked at the palace and chuckled softly: "It seems that these hell rebels are here just to welcome them."
This woman."
Jiao Fei was shocked, so surprised that he couldn't believe his ears, and asked hurriedly: "Senior Brother Xu Qing, what do you mean by this?"
Xu Qing said calmly: "Not many people know about this matter. Do you know why in the land of Middle-earth, dragons have always been respected by the imperial courts of all dynasties?"
Jiao Fei was shocked and said in shock: "Is this matter related to Minghuang?"
Xu Qing nodded and said: "Yes, the Seven Phoenixes created the world by turning themselves into this world. Our world is on the back of Tianhuang, and the red sun in the sky is Xihuang himself. These Seven Phoenixes created the world.
Although the magic power is boundless, because it constitutes this world with itself, many magic powers cannot be used. Although any living being enters the world created by the Seven Phoenix, it will be bound by the laws set by the Seven Phoenix and will never be able to defeat it.
Although the Qihuangs can subdue some particularly powerful extraterrestrial demons and gods, they still want to shake the origin of this world, so they compromised with them and set some rules."
"For example, although the Seven Phoenixes of Creation suppressed the founder of the Dragon Clan, Dragon King Ashutuo, and forced the nine major Dragon Clan to move out of China and settle overseas, they also promised the Dragon Clan that all the lords of Middle-earth must be reincarnations of true dragons.
.That’s why you can see the bloodline of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty manifesting into the dragon form. These people were also people with great supernatural powers dozens of generations ago, the best among the dragon clan. Therefore, the Taoist sect is also unwilling to interfere with the affairs of mortals.
Do not allow Taoists to participate in the struggle for imperial power."
Jiao Fei was so excited when he heard that, when he saw Xu Qing talking about the key point, he couldn't help but ask: "But, I have never heard of a woman with the spirit of a true dragon. Could it be that Minghuang also favors boys over girls?"
Xu Qing scolded lightly and said, "Is this kind of thing nonsense?"
Jiao Fei was scolded by Xu Qing, but he was not angry at all. He just smiled and said, "In that case, should we inform other sects and point out the origin of this girl so that we can nip it in the bud?"
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "Since this woman was born, she must have a lot of support, how can she be killed so easily? What's more, I can see that the other eight sects of Taoism are also led by true disciples, so it may not be impossible to tell.
Haven't you seen that the people who come to the palace to pay homage are all people from second- and third-rate sects?"
Jiao Fei thought about it carefully, it was really like this. Just when he was about to ask Xu Qing, he saw the dragon energy in the palace rising again. This time it was much more obvious. It had almost condensed into substance, turning the old emperor into a hundred years old.
The emperor Li Ying and the other six brothers were so suppressed that they could not lift their heads, so they could only cower down and let the jade dragon fly wildly.
Jiao Fei saw this jade dragon opening its mouth fiercely, sucking in the young dragon energy of her six brothers. She even did not let go of the emperor dragon energy of the old emperor Li Ying. Although the five-clawed golden dragon shook its head and tail,
After struggling for a long time, he was still defeated by the aura of this jade dragon. After absorbing his father's aura, the jade dragon gradually exuded the aura of being an emperor and a true dragon emperor.
Xu Qing looked at it and let out a long sigh: "It seems that Minghuang made a mistake, and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will have to change his people from now on. Our Taoist sect cannot interfere in this matter, so let Minghuang handle it himself."
Jiao Fei looked at the jade dragon in trance, thinking of the Hades rebels, the four ghost kings, the True Lord of Hades, and the 19 Hades under the throne of Hades. He felt that the relationship between them was complicated and difficult to fathom.
"I'm just a small Qi-refining monk. Even if I'm a master of Yuanshen, I may not be able to keep everything under control in such a great change in the world. Why should I think so much? Anyway, no matter how this change happens, I can always save my life.
square."
Jiao Fei also noticed some clues from Xu Qing's words. There are always some inextricable connections between the Seven Creation Phoenixes, the East China Sea Dragon Clan, and the Taoist Sect, but he is not yet qualified enough to know. Xu
Qing also saw that he was diligent in his cultivation and expected to achieve elixirs, so he gave some advice.
Xu Qing stayed behind Jiao Fei for a moment, and then walked away. Jiao Fei knew that it was not his business, so he didn't take it to heart. He looked at the Dapeng Mingwang Pagoda for a while, but he couldn't detect anything in the palace.
Shi Shiran suddenly walked out of the alley and wandered around the city of Chang'an.
Jiao Fei opened the Black Water True Pupil, and while memorizing the roads in Chang'an City, he sensed the ghost energy of the Underworld. The communication between the Underworld and the Yang world is not limited by space. Maybe the Underworld rebels will start in the Underworld.
He built a Yin Pond with ten thousand ghosts and sent millions of ghost soldiers and ferocious ghost generals to Chang'an City. The princess just returned to the Yang world through the reincarnation of Yin and Yang. Jiao Fei cannot fathom that path and will not talk about it, but if it is true,
If other ghost soldiers appear in the city, it may cause big trouble.
Jiao Fei seemed to be wandering aimlessly, but in fact, he spread the curse of his inner demon wherever he went. He walked quickly, but in just two or three hours, half of Chang'an City had been covered with clones of his curse spirit.
, as long as you use it briefly, you can know all the changes in the place you just passed.
Jiao Fei walked leisurely, and suddenly felt something familiar ahead. He actually arrived at the other courtyard of Master Nushan. It was just that it had been bombarded to pieces with magic, but now it was rebuilt, ten times more grand than before, and the nearby open space was completely destroyed.
They were all occupied. Jiao Fei felt slightly strange, so he walked in casually, only to see that due to the chaos in Chang'an and the siege of a million ghost troops, there were no pilgrims here. There were only a few Taoist priests holding brooms and chatting.
Seeing Jiao Fei coming, a young Taoist priest stood up and asked: "Are you here to look for my master's calligraphy treasures? Now Chang'an is besieged by millions of ghost troops. The master said that he has an inspiration and wants to write behind closed doors without seeing outsiders.
.If any academy wants to ask the tutor’s old manuscripts to be published, we can charge them to polish them.”
Jiao Fei was very surprised, and after questioning him carefully, the little Taoist priest said with some pride: "My master is lying to the real person. He is a new scholar in this dynasty. He was nominated first by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the imperial examination and was about to be promoted to the number one scholar."
, suddenly saw that some of my tutor's articles looked familiar, so I asked him a few questions. I heard that my tutor, because he lived in Chang'an and had no money, had written several volumes of stories and sold them for money. He immediately shouted angrily: "I will read your works."
However, I still remember a footnote in the seventh volume: Just imagine that if you write hard for an hour, you can go to the hook bar and prostitute a beautiful girl.
Words!" Dang even commented on the test paper, "What's the use of being an official if you want to write essays? How can the No. 1 scholar be as good as Goulan Yuanli?"
Jiao Fei was very surprised when he heard this. Although he knew that Li Ying, the 100-year-old emperor of this dynasty, was quite dissolute. When he was young, he also worked as a knight-errant, deceived a Taoist nun, married a nun, and was known as the third layman! But he didn't expect that the old man was a knight-errant. As for Mi Jian, Jiang Xin's nature is getting hotter as he gets older. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Isn't it unlucky for you, Master? You can't become an official?"
The little Taoist priest was even more proud and said with a smile: "You only know one, but don't know the other. If the emperor of this dynasty could only do this, it would be a great misfortune for our master. But later, the emperor of this dynasty who was a hundred years old still I summoned my tutor in the middle of the night and lied to the tutor: "If you are selected as the number one scholar and work as an official all day long, how can you have time to write articles? I will spare no time for the number one scholar in my undergraduate degree and wait until you finish writing this." Official.' So he gave this piece of open space and built it into a Taoist temple with the officials of the Ministry of Rites. Our teacher lied about the real person, but he was ordered to become a monk and became a Taoist priest. He also made four prohibitions, not to write down this leisurely book to the tune of one thousand. Ten thousand words, you are not allowed to return to secular life, you are not allowed to go to the flower streets and willow lanes, you are not allowed to contact women, you are not allowed to seduce widows."
Jiao Fei laughed dumbly and said: "The centenary-year-old emperor of this dynasty is actually a funny man. In this case, it is a great blessing. This book is sent to heaven to listen to it every day, and the emperor remembers it every day. When it is completed, At the height of your career, wouldn't it be so wonderful?"
Another little Taoist priest came over and interjected: "There is one bad thing. That day the emperor also said that no matter whether the family is windy or rainy, regardless of illness, if one day he cannot write an article, or even less than 5,000 words, he will have to write. Behead, we disciples will all be buried!"
Jiao Fei couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "I used to read some idle books, but I often saw some literati with bad conduct. They often wrote half of the books and then lost their whereabouts. Or they changed their names and wrote other books. No less, if I had such power, I would also capture these people and force them to write hard one by one. If they write less, they will be punished. If they are lazy, they will be punished with a stick. There is no need to be as cruel as beheading. If these people are He died, and no one wrote the book."
The little Taoist priest at the beginning also said: "I am afraid that those people will be beaten, and it would be especially hateful to write a random ending."
Jiao Fei smiled and said: "The emperor of this dynasty is still wise. He must write ten million words, even if he ends it randomly."
After chatting with these little Taoist priests, Jiao Fei suddenly remembered that Master Guo Songyang asked him to do ten good things, ten bad things, ten things that please his heart, and write a book. He thought to himself. He said: "I have done enough good things, and I have done enough bad things. Although there are a few things that I want to do, it is not difficult to do. But I don't know what to write in this book?"
Jiao Fei wandered around casually and found that this Taoist temple also served as a bookstore, selling many books. Jiao Fei flipped through it for a while and saw a copy of "Journey to the West" written by Wu Cheng'en, the greatest master in the south, which he had loved the most since he was a child. One volume, I suddenly remembered that at the beginning of this article, there was a story about seven monsters who formed a sworn alliance and were called the Seven Saints. However, this "Journey to the West" only wrote about the youngest of the Seven Saints, and there were five of the other six. It has never been mentioned again, and even if it is mentioned, it is just a paragraph of a book, a fold of the story.
"Yes, I will use the Journey to the West story about the sworn sworn relationship of the Seven Saints as the basis, and write down the remaining Seven Saints one by one. A set of six volumes, this first volume will be written..." Jiao Fei suddenly remembered that he had learned the Dapeng Xiaoyao Jue from Master Tianpeng, and he smiled secretly and said: "It just so happens that there is also a Peng Demon King among the seven great saints, so I might as well write about her first!"
"What's the name of this book? It's called the Great Sage Huntian... Hmm, it's not right, it seems to lack some momentum. What's the name of the book? It's called Dapeng Xiaoyaolu? It seems like there's something missing..."
"Yes, it's called "Tianpeng Zongheng". The name is interesting, domineering, and has a lot of elegance. The title of the book is great, but I still have to think about the story. I will go back and read "Journey to the West" again.
, just look for the inspiration on your pen. I read a lot of books, but this is my first time writing a book. I must think carefully and don't write poorly, and I won't be able to read it."
Jiao Fei felt that he had gained something, so he stopped wandering in the Taoist temple. He just bought dozens of sets of books, put them into the Yin and Yang gourd, and left.
Seeing Jiao Fei's generosity, the young Taoist priests all started talking behind their backs: "This Taoist priest seems to be a newly awarded immortal official from the imperial court. Does he also like our master's articles?"
Jiao Fei left the Taoist temple and suddenly saw something in the black clouds in the sky. The shape was very similar to the throne used by the ghost generals in the underworld, but it was a hundred times more gorgeous. There were thousands of black lotuses holding the throne below, and above it
There were dark clouds pressing overhead, ghost fires following on the left and right, and countless fierce ghosts in front and behind, clearing the way in front and protecting behind.
There were already more than ten treasure lights entangled with the throne. Jiao Fei looked at it for a moment, raised his own Six-Yang God-conferring Flag, and looked at the sky with six-colored brilliance. He was originally fighting with more than ten treasure lights and was enjoying himself.
The throne, brushed by Jiao Fei's six rays of light, immediately sank. However, this throne was much more powerful than the four-pole throne that Jiao Fei had snatched from Huangya General Gou Xuan before. It actually withstood Jiao Fei's six beams.
The Yang Feng Shen Banner immediately opened up the thousands of black lotuses below to hold back the six-color precious light.
Jiao Fei was also a little surprised. He vaguely felt that this throne was too unusual. Most of the magic weapons in Hades were made of thousands of ghost souls and were restrained by the Six Yang God-conferring Banner. But there was an invincible power in this throne.
The smell of invasion, even the Liuyang Conferring God Banner plus the Inner Demon's Great Curse, combined with the Dark Yang Ring, could not hold the throne, which made Jiao Fei feel slightly shaken and hurriedly removed his magic weapon.
Jiao Fei just removed the magic weapon and saw the throne emitting mysterious light, gathering up the black lotus, will-o'-the-wisps, ghosts, and dark clouds, turning them into a black light, and falling into the palace.
Jiao Fei thought of what Xu Qing said just now, that the millions of hell rebels besieging the city might be for the newly born princess in the palace, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at the place where the throne fell, and made countless calculations in his mind.
idea.
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