Chapter 76: Deep love between beauties and the divine way of incense
"You and I once said when we parted that after we said goodbye that day, we would never see each other again.
It's only been three months now, and you, a heartless person like you, have the nerve to contact me proactively?"
I don’t know whether it’s because he was promoted to the Cold Abyss Dragon King and his authority attribute is ice, or because Luo Ze’s Blade Spirit was reincarnated, but the coldness in Xue’er’s words was particularly strong.
Even though they were separated by a long distance, Du Kang was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.
After a short silence, Du Kang said in a tone that was filled with guilt and unspeakable.
"Xue'er, I'm in big trouble and need your help..."
"It's strange that there are still people in this world who dare to cause trouble for Mr. Du. Don't you know that our Mr. Du is Xinyuehu's concubine?
What's even more strange is that after encountering trouble, Mr. Du actually begged for the head of one of my little dragons. You should go to Xinyue Fox.
He is the Qingchi God, and he is backed by a big backer like the Qinglong Star Territory, which is not something that a small family like me, Bibo Dragon Palace, can match!"
Hearing the faint sourness in Xue'er's words, Du Kang instantly understood that he had not found the wrong person this time.
Because the atmosphere of this world is extremely open, monks and monsters generally do not take the relationship between men and women seriously.
If Du Kang contacted Xinyuehu and asked the God of the Heart to confirm the situation of Emperor Liang, he would most likely be blackmailed, and he might even be exposed to some clues and fall into someone else's scheme.
But Xue'er was different. She had always had a cold temperament. Du Kang was the only man she had ever had, and he helped her become the Dragon King. How could those impressive memories and friendships be forgotten so easily.
Although Xueer was a little angry at Du Kang's cheating behavior when they got married, this did not prevent him from asking Xueer for some information. Du Kang was still very good at dealing with women.
He did not dwell too much on things that he could not explain, nor did he shamelessly beg for forgiveness. Instead, after another long silence, he said something that Xueer would definitely care about.
"I just received an imperial edict from the Emperor of Daliang. The emperor wants to ask me to be the Tutor of the Daliang court. I am hesitant and frightened, so I want you to help me make up my mind."
"What...when did you receive the imperial edict?"
There were obvious fluctuations in Xueer's voice, and even the will connection between the two became clear. The impact on the communication between the two was that the communication changed from a voice call to a video call.
A mirror slowly emerged in Du Kang's consciousness, and in the mirror, he saw Xue'er's delicate face.
Xue'er's face was expressionless, but there was an eagerness in her eyes as she asked.
"You are talking. When did you receive the imperial edict?"
Xueer had to be anxious. In her heart, Du Kang was still the ordinary high-level monk who was not good at fighting when she last met.
Today's Daliang Capital City is a whirlpool with surging undercurrents. If Du Kang's cultivation level is involved, he may not even know how to die.
"Xue'er, you are finally willing to see me. I thought the last time we said goodbye was to say goodbye forever."
After seeing Xue'er, Du Kang no longer worried about making insinuations about Emperor Liang's situation, and instead began to express his love and longing.
Xue'er glared at Du Kang in the mirror, thinking that he was just a lecherous fool. She didn't know what Xinyuehu was after in seducing him, so she opened her mouth and asked a series of questions.
"Don't talk about things that are there or not. You live in Bibohai. How could Ji Yun know your name? Who came to deliver the edict to you? Did the person who delivered the edict tell you why you should be granted the official position of Grand Tutor?"
Du Kang was so cold both physically and mentally by this look that he hurriedly told out the lies he had just made up.
"It's like this. After being divorced by you, I still can't let go of you, so I went to Linyuan City to relax some time ago.
As a result, I met the emperor in Linyuan City who was on patrol incognito. We hit it off and talked happily. He also said that he wanted to confer on me the title of Taifu to teach the prince how to practice and govern the country.
I thought this was the emperor's joke, but I didn't expect that after returning to Bibohai, he actually sent a eunuch to announce the decree. I couldn't make up my mind, so I thought of asking Xue'er."
After listening to Du Kang's description, Xueer's expression relaxed slightly and her tone turned calm.
"If you ask for my advice, it would be don't go."
"Xue'er doesn't want me to leave Bibohai either?"
Du Kang's face was full of surprise that Xue'er was reluctant to leave him. His appearance made Xue'er suddenly feel a sense of anger in Xue'er's heart, and his tone became a little colder.
"Just an hour ago, our clan's allies in the capital suddenly sent news that the emperor who went to Haizhou to suppress the rebellion returned seriously injured and summoned all the princes into the palace.
Now rumors are spreading in the capital. Some people say that the emperor was injured by Indra, the leader of Wu Kingdom, and Xiao Maitreya, the abbot of Da Leiyin Temple. Some people say that the emperor was defeated by Fu Ruhai when he suppressed the rebellion. Some even say that
The emperor encountered an unknown ancient existence deep in the spiritual sea...
But one thing is recognized by everyone. Considering the old age of the emperor, he could not live for more than a few years. This counter-rebellion was supposed to eliminate hidden dangers for the throne change, but he did not expect that he would be defeated.
Although the emperor's condition of injury is unknown now, everyone knows that the emperor will not last long, and Daliang will soon welcome a new emperor.
No matter how capable you are, you can eat as much as you want. Mr. Du cannot get involved in the chaos in the capital. At this time, the position of Tai Tu, ranked among the three princes, is a hot potato.
I don’t know what the emperor likes about Mr. Du, and thinks that you are qualified to be a tutor, but as an old friend, I still want to advise Mr. Du not to be obsessed with lust and gain at the same time."
"Such an earth-shattering event happened in Daliang. Fortunately, Xue'er told me about it, otherwise..."
Before Du Kang finished speaking, Xue'er on the other side took the initiative to cut off the contact, and the mirror in his sea of consciousness was also closed.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Du Kang looked at where the mirror disappeared and was not angry, he just said to himself.
"From the contact just now, it seems that Xueer still has feelings for me.
I just don’t know if she will come to help me out after learning that a eunuch is coming to deliver the decree. She may... or she may not. The possibility of coming or not is between 50 and 50."
This thought flashed through his mind, but was thrown away by Du Kang in a blink of an eye. After he fully confirmed the news that the emperor was dying, he was no longer in a hurry to run away. He had more important things to do now.
Taoist Zhenyue, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes, jumped into the air amidst the roar of a dragon, changed his body and shrank to the size of a human, and landed next to the calligrapher who was writing vigorously.
The calligrapher's pen is constantly writing, and the book "The Legend of Gods and Demons" spread out on the desk is written with rows of regular Guange style characters.
The two pages spread out read: But one day, Lu Zhishen walked to a peach blossom forest to rest. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and blew away most of the peach blossoms in the forest, covering his body and the ground.
Perhaps he felt sad at the sight, and Lu Zhishen couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. He sang loudly, "The flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky. Who can pity me when the red fades and the fragrance fades?"
After chanting, he directly picked up the eight hundred kilograms of water-milled Zen staff on his shoulders and smashed it heavily on the ground, creating a deep hole in the peach forest.
Then he took off a pink flower bag hanging on the Zen staff, recited the collection mantra, and collected all the fallen flowers in the forest with a fragrant breeze.
Lu Zhishen dumped the peach blossoms in the flower bag into the deep pit, and continued to chant with tears in his tiger eyes: "It is not like a brocade bag to collect beautiful bones, but a handful of pure soil to cover up the wind!"
Clear tears slid down Lu Zhishen's rough cheeks, soaking all the thick beard on his cheeks. He buried the peach blossoms with tears, just like Du Juan crying for blood: "Nongs bury flowers today, people laugh like idiots, he will bury farmers in the year."
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Perhaps because of the strange aesthetics of this world, among the many works created by calligraphers, such as Lin Daiyu, who killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches, and Lu Zhishen, who sang the song "Burial of Flowers" and was nicknamed "Flower Monk"... Works with such contrasting characters are extremely popular.
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Even Wang Daoshuang's work about a fair-weather monk leading four disciples, burning, killing and looting all the way, committing all kinds of evil, and finally conquering Lingshan Mountain and becoming a Buddha and his ancestor, can only barely outdo this contrasting work.
This forced calligraphers to create a series of similar short stories, such as Jia Baoyu secretly eating ginseng fruit, Black Whirlwind Poem and Wine in Lichun Garden, Zhuge Liang borrowing a banana fan three times, Tang San buried and boiling wine to discuss heroes, etc., which attracted a large amount of incense.
Willingness.
Taoist Zhenyue was silent until the calligrapher finished writing the last sentence of the flower-burial chant: "Once the spring is gone, the beauty grows old, and the flowers fall and people die without knowing it!" After he put down the pen in his hand, he started to amuse himself and said.
"This Taoist, I see that the power of aspiration in your golden wheel of luck is rushing like a torrential river. I see that you are a member of the Shinto. I have admired the Shinto for a long time. The Taoist may allow me, a bumpkin, to see the methods of the Shinto.
Open your eyes?"
The calligrapher smiled enigmatically, pointed at "The Legend of Gods and Demons", and said to his other self.
"There are many ways to practice cultivation in the world. Shinto may not be the strongest, but it must be the richest, most noble, and most majestic. Let's take a look at my Incense God General."
Wufeng turned the pages of "The Legend of Gods and Demons" on the table by itself. After turning forward for an unknown number of pages, it finally stopped at a certain page.
There is a paragraph of text on the page of the book that is generous and bright, and the text reads like this.
"The horns only cover the fontanel, and the hair does not cover the shoulders. It is magical and sensitive, and the bones are more beautiful. Sincerely, it is the son of the unicorn in the sky, and the result is the haze-colored phoenix fairy. The dragon species is naturally not ordinary, and the young age is not like the mortal world.
.With six divine weapons in his body, his flying and transformation are boundless. Now, by the Jade Emperor’s golden edict, he has been granted the title of Haihui Santan.”
The next moment, a boy dressed in lotus armor, with a towering headband, three heads and eight arms, made up of pink makeup and jade, flew out of the glowing words, flew around in the cave, and landed in front of the calligrapher.
This three-altar sea god made of incense holds in his arms the Qiankun Circle, Hun Tian Ling, Gold Bricks, Purple Flame Snake Tooth Spear, Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield, and his lotus-like feet are stepping on a pair of winds.
On the fire wheel, his expression was filled with a roiling anger that feared neither heaven nor earth, and wanted to do whatever he wanted.
The incense gods under the calligrapher are formed from the human heart. Their images and characteristics are not exactly the same as the original descriptions of the characters in the book, but are shaped by the thoughts and thoughts of thousands of story listeners.
When the listener listens to the story of Nezha, he only feels violent in his heart towards the story of cutting off his flesh and returning it to his mother, and removing his bones to return to his father. The Nezha created in this way is naturally a very violent person.
It looked at the calligrapher in front of it with an unkind expression, and said impatiently.
"Creation Heavenly Lord, why did you ask me to come out?"
"You ask questions knowingly, you are transformed with my thoughts as the core, how can you not know what I am calling you for?"
The calligrapher snorted coldly, and golden flames ignited from Nezha's head. In the crackling sound of the flames, wisps of black energy in Nezha's body were burned away.
Covered in flames, Nezha in front of him could not bear the pain of burning his head. He fell directly from the Hot Wheels and did not get up until the flames were extinguished. However, at this time, his expression had become submissive.
"As the saying goes, the same character will have completely different images in the eyes of different people. If more people think about it, it is inevitable that there will be breakthroughs in the original character setting.
For Shinto, these are all evil thoughts that disrupt the minds of the gods, and they are destined to be doomed. They must be cleared up every once in a while, otherwise the gods under them will rebel against heaven."
The calligrapher shook his head and sighed, and Nezha, who climbed onto the Hot Wheel again, quickly accepted the order respectfully.
"Nezha thanked the Creator Heavenly Lord for returning me my true face. Nezha knew what the Heavenly Lord wanted, so he started to do it."
As soon as Nezha threw the Qiankun Circle in his hand, the golden ring, which was originally no bigger than a bracelet, immediately suspended in the air and grew in size, transforming into a radiant space channel within the circle.
The calligrapher and Taoist Zhenyue stepped into it one after another, and the next moment they appeared in another much wider cave.
Shulingfa·Xianghuo Shenjiang·Nezha·Qiankun Circle]: It is extremely gold and extremely strong, it can attack enemies and objects, and is invincible; its color is pure gold, its shape is perfect circle, and it follows the way of heaven, so its power can collapse the sun and penetrate the moon.
Move the heaven and earth, stir up the sea and subdue the dragon.
The power of the incense wish weapon is determined by the setting and the total amount of incense. Currently, there is insufficient incense, so it can only show a partially weakened version of the abilities in the setting.
Incense filling progress: 11/1000
After Nezha emerged from the circle of heaven and earth, the incense weapon flew back to its owner and turned into an inconspicuous bracelet on Lotus Root's wrist.
"Limited by the lack of total incense, this level is already the limit. It would be great if I could take charge of a country. If I could condense all the gods, demons, monsters and weapons in "The Legend of Gods and Demons", my subordinates
The power organization will be directly formed."
The two Du Kangs shook their heads slightly. They were not satisfied with Nezha's performance, but they didn't say anything. At the same time, they turned to look at the huge golden tripod in the center of the cave.
With three legs and two ears, the pattern is complex and it stands majestically. This is the anchor point of Taoyuan Blessed Land - the Zhendi Ding.
After automatically placing the Zhendi Ding here, Du Kang never entered Taoyuan Paradise again.
Under the giant cauldron, Tao Shiyu, dressed in palace attire, had been waiting here for a long time. She looked at the two Du Kangs in front of her who looked exactly the same, and said with a sweet smile.
"Du Lang, why do you have time to see me today? You have so many clones now that I can't tell which one is the real you?"
The calligrapher and Taoist Zhenyue stood side by side. Du Kang looked at the first woman after he came into this world through two pairs of eyes, and he also felt deeply.
"Those who can continuously divide themselves into individual plants over a long period of time, trying to survive in this way, and constantly accumulating strength in an attempt to be promoted to the Demon King again, without getting lost in the numerous personalities, can
Understand the existence of self.
How can you be so obsessed with appearance now that you can't recognize your own man?"