Chapter seven hundred and ninety first all the ministers landed
The peach banquet in Xiyuan and the crown prince's enthronement are grand events that remain in many people's minds. Civil and military heroes from all over the country, important ministers of the dynasty and retired ministers were able to watch the ceremony, and the mountains shouted long live.
That night, the three empress dowagers and the concubines announced that they would be closed to practice cultivation. This had happened in the past few years. It was said that this time they were closed to death and would not return to the immortal position.
"With the new emperor ascending the throne, could something dangerous happen?" Many maids secretly speculated and secretly worried.
But in the days to come, there was no turmoil inside or outside the government, and newspapers that sensed the bad news secretly breathed a sigh of relief - it seemed that there were no foreign invaders and no internal strife, and the prince successfully completed the transition.
Three months later, on this night, the mother peach tree in the depths of the peach garden lit up with five colors of light, and the spiritual mist filled the garden.
The jade chariot stopped in front of the garden. Under the protection of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei who had been summoned to the palace, Ye Qing got out of the chariot. He held a five-color scroll in his hand and looked at the peach garden thoughtfully.
"What are you thinking, brother emperor?" Although Guan Yu knew his brother's soul on earth, he had been like this since he had known him, and he did not feel that he was being hypocritical.
"The story begins in the Taoyuan and ends in the Taoyuan. It's just right." Ye Qing smiled and said, "Open the palace gate and let the ministers enter the garden to explore."
At this night, the palace gate opened unexpectedly, and a series of carriages stopped outside, and civil and military officials entered one after another.
How could this happen?
Sima Yi looked at the bustling scene in front of him and suddenly remembered some of his family's ongoing longings. He couldn't help but feel his heart sinking. He walked through this small passage with ten steps and one post in a daze, and followed the stream into Taoyuan.
When I reached the door, my steps finally froze for a moment, and I couldn't help but look up.
The sky is filled with stars, twinkling with bright light. The stars gathered around the Ziwei Emperor Star are dimming one by one... What the sage said is true, but it is a pity that he will miss the opportunity if he is named.
"What are you thinking about Zhongda?" Cao Cao stopped in front and stared at this man.
Sima Yi felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart. He was secretly surprised and said calmly: "I only think about the high hall at home."
The conversation here attracted attention. Even the emperor looked at this and praised him: "Zhongda is really a loyal and filial man. Don't worry, the ministers can still communicate with each other regularly. At the end of each year, you can use the map of the mountains and rivers of Emperor Wa to communicate with your family."
——Convert to earth time once every ten days.”
Loyalty and filial piety... Sima Yi had no expression on his face and bowed his head respectfully: "Thank you for your honor, Your Majesty."
Entering the depths of the peach garden, a tall peach tree in front was opening a dark door. A faint light appeared on the mirror, and the emperor smiled and waved: "Go up."
"Yes." The minister didn't dare to neglect. He took a step forward and saw a wave of waves before disappearing.
Sima Yi didn't dare to delay, so he followed in. The world was spinning, and warm light shone down, washing away all the black energy in his body.
"It's so dark..."
Then there was a sharp pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, which seemed to be some kind of intrinsic change. Is this Yanghua?
It turns out that His Majesty was right, we are not actually alive...
After the vision was restored, everyone looked at each other, feeling a little reborn. Looking around again, they were stunned. They saw golden sunlight shining in the peach garden, located in a palace, and farther away, a landscape with rich spiritual energy. The time seemed to be spring, in the distant sky.
There are square jade pillars standing tall, as if returning to the mythical era before Nuwa mended the sky.
What's strange is that not far away, there is the same fairy peach, with a plaque hanging on it: "Nanlian Cave Sky
"It turns out this is the cave..."
"Nan Lian, what do you mean?"
"Where is your Majesty?"
Everyone was communicating with each other spiritually when they heard faint singing, and saw that Liu Bei's physical body had not been transformed, but a young man with a star crown and feathers came out from the peach tree, holding a colorful scroll.
"Boom", the body spread out and turned into a golden cloud, with a trace of green energy in the middle, slowly floating towards the young man.
Once it falls, it disappears.
The young man opened his eyes, glanced at everyone, and smiled: "My lords, welcome to join the battlefield above."
"I am Ye Qing."
After only a moment's hesitation, these dozens of people immediately knelt down and bowed: "I pay my respects to my lord."
At this time, Empress Xiao Mi, Concubine Gan, and the civil and military generals who had their avatars down there were all the same. With a bang, they gathered into the main body and became one with the main body.
The yin and yang come together to form a dragon and a tiger, which is very interesting for a while.
Xiatu·Palace
A bleak evening wind blew by, and the imperial city was deserted. Winter had already entered, and it was even more chilly.
Outside Taoyuan, the former prince is now wearing ordinary clothes. As the emperor, his eyes are like cold stars and his face is like the full moon.
At this time, he felt complicated. As soon as his father left, he could clearly feel that half of the dragon energy returned to him, and the purple energy lingered around him.
"Father..." I don't know whether he was crying or laughing. In this moment, he showed a depth and complexity that was not commensurate with his actual age. After a long time, he sighed and turned around to leave.
It was midnight, the stars and the moon were dim, and deep darkness enveloped the entire China.
Golden light shines in the night sky, and a golden treasure tree appears in the west. Sitting there is a golden saint, staring at the emperor's face, half-smiling but not smiling: "Emperor Yingwu, it seems that he has transferred back to his true body?"
Outside the Taoyuan, the new emperor sat on the jade chariot, ignoring the saint and only ordered: "Go back to the palace and rest."
"...Yes, Your Majesty." The palace man calmed down his mood and stood up.
The Western sage frowned and saw that the new emperor was relatively weak, but he only had half the spirit of a true dragon. Due to the prosperity of the society, it exceeded the status of the original emperor.
Such an emperor cannot leave Luoyang, and no one can do it, not to mention that there are others who are looking at him. He immediately sighed and lost all his thoughts.
A cloud of happiness descended from the night sky, revealing a girl with the body of a snake tail, staring closely at the Western sage, with deep eyes and a hint of innocence: "To fight, or not to fight."
After absorbing the clone of the emperor's daughter, her aura was twice as strong as before, her personality had undergone some changes, she became less calculating, and she became more and more like a true immortal.
The Western Saint secretly judged the opponent's strength, then turned around and looked around, but saw that the Three Saints did not appear as promised, and sighed softly: "The Emperor Wa made a serious statement, he just came to see him off."
In the sky above Luoyang, the holy path released golden light and formed a mysterious treasure tree. On the imperial road of the North Palace, the new emperor snorted coldly. Following this cold snort, the red and yellow torrent of humanity surged up in the void, forming a huge wave, with a faint sound.
enemy
With a "wow" sound, the waves of the Yellow River rolled, and the Dragon King stepped out of the water, staring at the sky with his green eyes: "Why don't I come and give you a ride?"
The Western Saint was startled, shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned into a golden light and disappeared.
At this time, the night was getting darker, and suddenly I saw three bright lights in the south, south, north, and south. The golden light covered the sky and covered the earth, stretching for thousands of miles, and the sound of jingling bells was endless.
"It's the manifestation of the Three Saints." Nuwa and Long Jun squinted their eyes and looked at it, their hearts clear.
As soon as Ye Qing left, the three saints who had been suppressed appeared one after another, just like going to the market. They wanted to take the opportunity to recruit more disciples to increase their wings on the ground.
As the holy miracle is manifested, the missionary activities of various sects will become more intense, but with Nuwa and Longjun, and the general trend of humanity has been established, fierce conflicts are probably rare. What follows is a fight for luck, a long-term confrontation, and finally look
Whoever can harvest more will have a larger share.
As long as we get through tonight, there will be competition between the various religions, and it will be difficult to work together to plot against the emperor.
"Humph" After thinking about this, Nuwa lowered her head and looked at the palace. The emperor's jade chariot returned to the palace, and she was relieved and the colorful light returned to the sky.
The dragon king also disappeared into the river.
In the Beigong Bedroom, the tide of dragon energy surged forward, and the emperor's face was expressionless, just calm and frightened by the dragon energy.
"The dangerous period has passed." Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I can't get in, I can still see clearly with the help of the saint's magic weapon.
When the avatar comes back, the real body is still a mortal body, and it has to be practiced again, but it is not at the original level. In just one moment, it becomes the Taoist practice of Yin Shen Zhenren.
This is equivalent to the immortals from the outside world infiltrating into the local area and being able to restore the rank of Yangshen Master in a short period of time. It is the same principle.
However, in order to transform the immortal body, a large amount of resources are needed to fill the gap between immortals and mortals, and the qualitative change of life cannot be achieved overnight.
Moreover, due to the transfer of the avatar in the lower earth, the emperor's strength has been greatly weakened, which may have caused some saints to be ready to take action, but now it seems that the most dangerous period has passed.
"It's okay to go down to earth, everything can take its course..."
Ye Qing withdrew his concerned gaze and smiled: "Qianqian, cousin, you take people to rest. After leaving the cave, it will be our Nanlian Villa."
"It's not as good as the Xiatu Palace, but it's still the standard of a marquis palace, so it's pretty passable."
Liu Bei's biological mother was old. Although she was granted the title of Queen Mother, she was unable to practice Buddhism and died in Xiatu.
The three queen mothers of He, Tang and Fu regarded themselves as the elders of the emperor. They secretly looked at Ye Qing and felt that he was more handsome than a lowly person. He was only about 20 years old and sighed inwardly.
Concubine Wu, Cai Wenji and other concubines were only accustomed to the original emperor, and they were afraid to look at the strange young man in front of them. This feeling... was too weird.
"Just get used to it." Ye Qing smiled and didn't care about it.
This time, we don't have much accumulated resources in the lower soil, so we can't afford too many indigenous Yanghuas. We can only have forty or fifty at most. We choose real people who are loyal, reliable and capable - these women in the harem have good cultivation, and they have some sense of getting along with each other. The most important thing is
What's more, they have no one to rely on but themselves on earth, which guarantees their loyalty.
The remaining heroes were chosen based on their strength and loyalty, with the exception of Sima Yi.
Judging from the current situation in the earth, Sima Yi may not be rebellious. He is a realistic and smart man. However, Ye Qing will not leave hidden dangers in the earth. He will directly draw the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron and bring it to the ground to be a thug. This kind of poisonous dragon has no relatives.
If you support it, you can do whatever you want.
Besides, I have to admit that this man is indeed talented.
"My lords, please go and stay temporarily. Although you are real people in the lower world, on the earth, you are just Qigong practitioners. Although you have experience, you still need to practice diligently."
"It's not just you, the Tao soldiers are the same."
"However, even though he is no longer a real person on the ground, with his talents and experience, he will surely recover soon."
"Gu, I'm still looking forward to it." Ye Qing got to the ground and changed his name and stopped calling me.
However, it is natural to say that Yinghou can be called an orphan, but it is just a little earlier.