Mingze responded and led him to the wing where Taoist Aunt Xuanjing lived. After greeting each other, Guangchengzi said straight to the point: "Fellow Taoist, do you really see that a big disaster is coming to our Ziyun Temple?"
Taoist Aunt Xuanjing glanced at Mingze who was standing aside and said, "Yes, I thought it was just Master Yun Zhongzi who was in trouble, but upon closer inspection, I discovered that it was actually the entire Ziyun Temple that was in trouble."
Hearing this, Guangchengzi cupped his hands and said: "I heard from Mingze that Taoists seek good luck and avoid disasters. I came to Beijing this time because I figured that my apprentice was in trouble. I am a poor Taoist. I beg you to lend a helping hand to help us solve this problem."
A catastrophe.”
"This..." Aunt Xuanjing said with a troubled face: "First of all, this disaster is huge, and I am not sure I can help you resolve it; secondly, I don't know the whole story, and even if I want to resolve it, I can't do anything."
Seeing that she did not reject it outright, Guangchengzi cheered up and said quickly: "As long as fellow Taoist agrees, we will naturally tell fellow Taoist everything about the matter."
Aunt Xuanjing thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I can give it a try."
Guangchengzi was overjoyed and said: "In that case, I would like to ask my Taoist friends to come with me to see the master. He knows this best."
Several people rushed to Yun Zhongzi's residence. The latter heard their intention and immediately objected: "No, this matter is of great importance. How can I tell others at will."
"I understand the concerns of my master disciple, but ask yourself, next time the same thing happens, can you kill those ninety-nine boys and cast a spell?"
"I..." Yun Zhongzi was speechless by his question. After a while, he said: "After the expansion of Ziyun Temple, more disciples will be recruited to pray for blessings. Maybe it can complete..."
Before he could finish speaking, Guangchengzi interrupted: "Junior brother, please stop deceiving yourself. If praying could really make up for your destiny, it wouldn't be like this now; besides, expanding the number of disciples means that
, once something happens, the person who dies will
More, can you bear to watch so many innocent disciples die under the butcher's knife?" At this point, his voice was a little hoarse, "Ever since those twenty-odd disciples were killed, I haven't felt comfortable for a moment.
I will remember their tragic death."
Yun Zhongzi remained silent, and Mingze knelt down and said: "Headmaster, please excuse me for speaking frankly. Instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to give it a try. There may be another way out; even if it fails, the worst result will be
It’s just a death.”
"Junior brother, do you also want me to kneel down and beg you before you agree?" With that said, Guang Chengzi lifted his robe and was about to kneel down. Yun Zhongzi quickly stopped him and said, "Senior brother, don't do this. I..." He bit
Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'll just agree."
Now that the decision was made, Yun Zhongzi no longer concealed the fact that Yong Cun's fate was missing. Over the years, he had been following Hongli's order to try to make up for his fate. As Yong Cang was suffering from smallpox, Hongli sent Hong Zhou to take care of him.
The massacre forced him to agree to use the secret method to sacrifice the lives of ninety-nine boys in order to be immortal. The story is described in detail one by one.
Taoist Aunt Xuanjing was greatly surprised. It took her a while to come back to her senses and murmured: "I didn't expect that the disaster would be caused by this. Also, except for the emperor, who else could cause Ziyun Temple to suffer such a disaster."
Guangchengzi cupped his hands and said: "Now that fellow Taoists know everything, please be sure to save us innocent disciples."
Taoist Aunt Xuanjing said solemnly: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, now that I know about this matter, I will not sit back and watch, but... this matter is really difficult. If you want to avoid disaster, you must complete the twelve ahs."
Brother, destiny, but destiny is not so easy to achieve, let me think about it hard."
With these words, the room fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Taoist Aunt Xuanjing, hoping that she could come up with a way to save everyone in Ziyun Temple and Wanshou Temple from danger.
After a long time, Taoist Aunt Xuanjing's eyes lit up and she blurted out: "Yes!"
These two words lifted everyone's spirits. Guangchengzi was the most anxious and couldn't wait to ask: "What can we do?"
"The so-called replenishing a destiny is to add the destiny of another person to the person being complemented, so as to achieve the purpose of changing the destiny. I once occasionally saw a method of completing the destiny in an ancient book. It does not have to be like the real person Yun Zhongzi.
Kill ninety-nine boys in the known way. This method only needs to kill one person, but it must be a person with a similar fate and a blood connection with the Twelve Princes."
Yun Zhongzi frowned and said, "We are connected by blood... Couldn't that be the closest relative of the twelfth elder brother?"
"To be precise, he is the brother of the twelfth prince. Only in this way can we achieve the purpose of deceiving Tianji at the minimum cost." As she said that, she asked Yong Cun's birthday, and after calculating carefully, she frowned and said:
"Strange, why can't it be calculated?"
Guangchengzi said nervously: "What can't be calculated?"
After Taoist Aunt Xuanjing calculated several times, she said: "I can't figure out the person who can complete the destiny of the twelve elder brothers. Could it be that that person has not been born yet?"
Guangchengzi said with a disappointed look on his face: "In this case, isn't it all in vain again?"
Taoist nun Xuanjing gritted her teeth and said, "Let's do this. You prepare a quiet room for me. I'll try my best to see if I can figure out when this person was born. In addition, I also ask the real person to tell me the emperor's birth date."
Everyone quickly did as they were told, and she stayed there for a long time, waiting until the sun was setting before she came out. Her face was extremely ugly, as if she had spent a lot of time and energy.
"Did you figure it out, fellow Taoist?" Facing Guang Chengzi's question, Taoist Aunt Xuanjing nodded and said, "I figured it out, but... what I calculated was not his birthday, but his mother."
Guangchengzi was startled, and then said: "That's good, at least there is hope. I wonder which empress you have calculated?"
Taoist nun Xuanjing said with a complicated expression: "It's not any empress, but... but..."
Guangchengzi waited for a long time but did not see her continue, so he urged: "So is he a noble person or is he always here? What is the birth date? We can go to the palace and ask the emperor."
Aunt Xuanjing took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "No need to ask, I have seen this birthday horoscope before, it is...Xiuyan!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in shock, and their faces were full of shock. Yun Zhongzi calmed down and said: "What the fellow Taoist said is that the person who can complete the fate of the twelfth elder brother must be
The son born to Wei Xiuyan? Could this... be a miscalculation? "
Taoist Aunt Xuanjing sighed: "I also hope that I have made a mistake in my calculation. Unfortunately, no matter how I calculate it, Xiuyan is the only one who can complement the emperor's fate. In other words, only Xiuyan's child will be born."
Only then can I complete my destiny for the twelfth prince, that is, exchange my life for my life!"