Chapter 25 The eldest grandson Wuji asked for a lottery
Chapter 25 Changsun Wuji asks for votes [Please recommend votes and collect]
Sun Simiao was surprised and happy for the rest of his life.
With admiration in my heart, I said, "Master is Master, even Hu Mei can be killed."
Sun Simiao wrapped up the beheaded fox and took it up the mountain.
Mountain.
Su Chen put away his sword and stood up. He didn't know that he was killing a fox, but when he saw Sun Simiao was in danger, he suddenly took action.
With his magic weapon and skill, the sword energy traveled eighteen miles down the mountain and killed the fox demon.
Sun Simiao quickly went up the mountain, put away his things, and immediately knelt down to thank him.
"Disciple, thank you Master for saving your life."
Su Chen helped him up and said, "As long as everything is fine, why did you bring the corpse of a fox back?"
Sun Simiao said: "Master, this is a fox demon who was killed by you."
Su Chen was shocked, "What I killed was a fox demon? How could there be a fox demon in the world?!"
Sun Simiao said matter-of-factly: "Isn't it appropriate that people can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and that birds and animals gain spiritual power and transform?"
Su Chen was stunned and thought it made sense.
He pinched his chin and said, "In this way, this Tang Dynasty of high martial arts is still a Tang Dynasty of cultivation. I just don't know how high this cultivation level is."
"It seems that we will continue to hide our capabilities and bide our time in the future. After all, we don't know how powerful the powerful cultivators and demons in disguise are."
Sun Simiao didn't care so much. He was only interested in the fox corpse and planned to kill it and use it as medicine.
Su Chen let him go and continued to meditate and practice.
As everyone knows, the birth of the magic weapon today, coupled with his killing of evil spirits, has attracted the attention of many people.
In a family in Chang'an City.
A beautiful woman sat alone in the courtyard, weeping silently.
"Why did my daughter lose her life like this? Is Yunyuan Mountain really so magical?"
The next day.
Su Chen was refining his sword in the martial arts arena. After finishing, he had a meal and waited for the arrival of the day's pilgrims.
but.
That day, after three poles of sunshine, no one was seen climbing the mountain.
Su Chen was a little confused, so he jumped up on the branch and looked down the mountain.
No monks are causing trouble.
but.
But there was no one there, which made him a little confused.
In the midst of doubts, Elder Qiao from Yunyuan Mountain came to report, "Master Tianshi, a divine light suddenly appeared last night. Many people came from outside the mountain and asked around in the village. It has affected everyone's lives. How should we deal with it?! "
Su Chen suddenly realized, "It turns out that I came here for the Silence of Love Sword. Fortunately, I didn't suspect that it was from my mountain."
He pondered for a moment and said: "Don't conflict with them, let them go."
Lao Qiao nodded, and then he accepted the order.
Su Chen pinched his chin, "When they can't find anything, this matter will be over."
Since there were no pilgrims, Su Chen went to the back mountain to do farm work with Sun Simiao.
Now that the second season's fairy rice seeds are almost mature, Su Chen can clearly feel that this season's spiritual power is much weaker.
but.
Yield remains the same.
But now they have opened up three fields and planted rice. If there is a harvest, it will be at least 300,000 catties.
Such a portion is enough to feed an army of 10,000 people for more than half a year!
Sun Simiao raised fish in the rice field and was catching fish at this time, while Su Chen opened a vegetable patch next to it.
Time passes in the midst of farm work.
The sun rises to the west.
"Heavenly Master, Heavenly Master, I'm here to ask for my signature."
When Su Chen heard someone calling him, he quickly packed up and arrived in front of Qianshan Gate.
Then I saw an old man dressed in luxurious but not tacky clothes, holding a folding fan and wearing a jade necklace at his waist. He was holding one hand behind his back and looking at the plaque of Hualong Temple given by the emperor.
"Your Majesty's handwriting is becoming more and more beautiful." The old man smiled slightly.
Su Chen came up and said with a smile: "I am a humble person. May I ask the boss what you want to ask for a signature?"
The old man smiled and said: "I am a simple man, how can I be considered an adult?"
Su Chen said: "If you recognize His Majesty's calligraphy and say that it is getting better and better, he must be a close official of the Emperor, so naturally he is the boss."
The old man laughed and said, "Master Tian has good eyesight."
Then he said: "Last night there was a brilliant light rising into the sky at Yunyuan Mountain. Does the Heavenly Master know what's going on?"
Su Chen said: "I don't know."
The old man was still waiting for him to explain, but unexpectedly, after Su Chen said he didn't know, he didn't want to say more at all.
He smiled slightly and said: "I've heard about the name of the Heavenly Master for a long time. When I come here today, chatting is the second most important thing. The main thing is to ask for signatures."
Su Chen said: "What do you want to ask, sir?"
The old man said: "I have recently noticed that I have too much power, and your Majesty is increasingly taking it seriously. Recently, your Majesty wants to seal it. I am worried about misfortune in the future, so I want to ask about my own good or bad luck."
Su Chen was stunned. He had seen many people begging grandpa and grandma to get promoted to a higher position, but this person was worried.
but.
It's not that this person doesn't want to do it, he's just worried that as a highly respected minister, something will happen to him.
He calmly took out the bamboo tube.
"My lord, let's draw lots first."
The old man said: "You don't need my birth date and my last name?"
Su Chen said: "Everything is signed."
The old man nodded slightly, picked up the bamboo tube, and muttered something.
"Ancestors bless you."
Snap.
The bamboo stick falls.
A sign appeared in front of the old man, which frightened the old man so much that he broke into cold sweat, and the clothes on his back were wet with sweat.
He originally had a character that remained calm even when the mountain collapsed, but when he saw the lot being drawn, he was also frightened.
I couldn't even bend down to pick up the lot.
Su Chen picked it up.
The old man suddenly sighed, "Sure enough, I should have expected that the cunning rabbit will die and the lackey will be cooked."
Su Chen comforted him and said, "Don't be anxious, sir. There is no solution to signing the lottery."
When I got the signature.
Su Chen's eyes were filled with mist, and the picture emerged.
In the picture, the old man read poetry and books when he was young, and personally gave his sister to Li Shimin, who was still the king of Tang Dynasty.
The scene turned again, and the old man followed Li Shimin, making suggestions until he later participated in the Xuanwu Gate Incident, and was finally granted the title of Duke. After that, he came to the Tai Chi Hall, and Li Shimin announced in public that he would grant the title to the old man, the eldest grandson.
Wuji was Sikong and also headed the Ministry of War.
This is the end of the scene.
Su Chen thought thoughtfully, this is probably the key to deciphering Changsun Wuji's signature.
[Sign below]
[Core catastrophe: The master has great achievements, no reward, and a murderous calamity is imminent. 】
[Lottery Reward: Five Hundred Years of Martial Arts Practice]
[Resolving disasters: Rewarding the Immortal Cultivation Technique "Heavenly Immortal Jue"]
Heavenly Art!
Cultivation skills!
Su Chen was ecstatic, that was a technique that could be practiced to become an immortal!
Must get!
Su Chen felt happy, but the old man, Changsun Wuji, was confused at this moment.
After all, if you ask about your wealth and life and get a lottery, you will feel very upset no matter what.
That's him.
Another person would have been so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Seeing Su Chen's thoughtful expression turn into a smile, Changsun Wuji, who is best at observing words and expressions, quickly asked: "How?!"
Su Chen smiled, pinched his signature, and said: "I see, that's it."
Su Chen said: "Your Excellency is a highly respected minister, and he is also the uncle of the country and a relative of the emperor. How could you draw a lot when asking about your wealth and life? I have seen through the secret of heaven, so I said this."
Changsun Wuji was shocked and said, "How do you recognize me?"
Su Chen said: "Everything is signed."
Changsun Wuji nodded slightly and said to himself: "Sure enough, his reputation is well-deserved."
Then he said hurriedly: "Do you know, Master Tian, why I got the lottery? Is there a way to resolve it?!"
Su Chen said: "The boss has a very important position and is a relative of the emperor. He should have been prosperous and wealthy all his life, but he shouldn't be like this. However, it is like this. His achievements are as great as the sky, but your majesty has no reward, and he is afraid that he will not be able to win over you.
What should you do?!"
Changsun Wuji was shocked. Su Chen's statement was somewhat similar to his guess.
but.
He had some illusions in his mind.
Changsun Wuji said: "Your Majesty is not such a person."
Su Chen said: "But what will happen a hundred years from now, Your Majesty?! Everyone must seek the welfare of future generations, and so does the Tian family!"
Thump thump thump!
Changsun Wuji was finally defeated and took several steps back.
Cold sweat wetted his clothes, he quickly gave up his arrogance, clasped his fists and bowed: "Heavenly Master, what should I do?!"
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