Chapter 364: The Dormant Dragon Plan, the Demon Monk Enters the City
Li Daoxuan left the palace.
He brought with him a lot of rewards from the emperor, including countless gold and silver, thousands of jars of fine wine, and countless jewels and treasures. The most precious thing among them was a land deed.
It was a mansion located on the edge of the imperial city, covering an area of hundreds of acres. It had magnificent buildings and exquisite gardens. It was said to be the private residence built by Emperor Yang of Sui for himself.
The area where the mansion was located was extremely valuable in Chang'an City. Those who could live there were all high-ranking officials and royal descendants. But even so, the mansion stood out from the crowd and was magnificent.
However, Li Shimin casually gave such a valuable mansion to Li Daoxuan as a reward, saying that it was just a small gift, and the reward after the Longmen Immortal Meeting would be a big gift!
Li Daoxuan walked around this magnificent mansion, marveling at its luxury and admiring Li Shimin's handwriting.
What surprised him was that there were dozens of delicate beauties hiding here, some were youthful and shy, some were cool and stunning, some were dignified and elegant, and some were charming and graceful...
Each of them has a beauty that is one in a thousand, and is proficient in various skills. They have received various specialized training in the palace, which is enough to make any man feel numb and linger.
They were all specially selected by Li Shimin and given to Li Daoxuan .
Faced with this luxurious mansion and those charming beauties, Li Daoxuan did not stay there. After walking around, he smiled and left in a carefree manner.
This place is too luxurious and is far less comfortable than the Xuandu courtyard.
If you are trapped in fame, fortune and wealth, no matter how magnificent your house is, even a palace, it is just a bigger cage.
If the mind is free and soars beyond the universe, it will naturally use the sky as a blanket, the earth as a bed, the white clouds as curtains and the stars as candlelight. No matter how luxurious the building is, how can it compare to one ten-thousandth of them?
Li Daoxuan always reminded himself that as a cultivator, what he pursued was immortality and freedom, not wealth and power.
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Taiji Palace, Ganlu Hall.
Li Shimin was reviewing memorials. Although he had encountered so many things today, he still did not slack off at all and was very diligent in his work.
After an unknown amount of time, Gao Quan walked in.
Li Shimin did not raise his head. He looked at the memorial and said calmly, "Has Taichong already met the mansion?"
"I have seen it. Master Li even took a look around and praised the beautiful scenery."
Li Shimin nodded and said, "Where is Taichong staying tonight?"
The smile on Gao Quan's face froze, and he said, "Xuan...Xuandu Courtyard."
Li Shimin raised his eyes, smiled, and sighed: "Wealth cannot sway his heart, and beauty cannot change his mind. Only such a person is qualified to be the leader of the Dorsal Dragon Project."
Hearing this, Gao was shocked and asked, "Your Majesty, have you already given that plan a name? "
As Li Shimin's confidant, he naturally knew how much His Majesty had paid for that grand plan. Some time ago, the elites among the Bad People suffered heavy casualties, and even Yuan Tiangang in the Yang God Realm was seriously injured, all because of that plan.
Your Majesty had thought of many names for the plan, but had not yet decided on one. Unexpectedly, it was decided on today.
Li Shimin took out a painting from his arms. On it was a dragon. The painting was very poor. It was painted by Li Daoxuan.
"It was Taichong who enlightened me. A dragon lies in its soul, not its form. My Tang Dynasty is just like the dragon in this painting. Although our national strength is not strong and our people are not rich, we already have the dragon soul. Just like a dormant dragon thousands of miles away, its roar startles thousands of mountains!"
There was a look of excitement in Li Shimin's eyes, and his gaze was so fierce, like the stars in the sky, making it difficult to look directly at them.
"A dormant dragon, a dormant dragon, wait until the time comes for it to soar, and let the world hear the dragon's roar!"
Gao Quan was also excited and said, "Your Majesty is a man of great talent and strategy, and with the help of a genius like Master Li, the Dorsal Dragon Project will surely be a great success!"
Li Shimin's eyes returned to the memorial and he murmured, "It will be soon, it will be soon."
Gao Quan thought for a moment, a trace of worry in his eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, before the Dormant Dragon Plan succeeds, your dragon body must not be lost. The Moro Sect has many masters, how about letting Master Li be your bodyguard and protect you?"
Li Shimin refused without a second thought. He said calmly, "Gao Quan, remember, don't say such things again in the future."
"If nothing unexpected happens, after the Longmen Immortal Meeting, Taichong will be the leader of the Dorsal Dragons appointed by me. Such a person must be sincerely befriended and not humiliated."
"promise!"
After Gao Quan left, Li Shimin was a little dazed.
He couldn't help but think of the cry of his third brother Li Yuanji before his death.
"The leader will definitely avenge me!"
It was impossible for Li Shimin to say that he was not afraid of the elusive and unfathomable Mara. Although he was an emperor, he was just a mortal after all. Facing a powerful monk who claimed to be a god or Buddha, he could not help but feel uneasy.
But he soon eliminated the hesitation and fear in his heart, and replaced them with incomparable determination.
"If you dare to come here for revenge, I will make sure you never return!"
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Xuzhou City.
The people gathered on both sides of the road, staring at the group with wide eyes in disbelief, and some even knelt down involuntarily.
It was a group of monks, about a hundred of them, wearing black robes, with their hands clasped together, chanting Buddhist scriptures.
There were musicians playing drums and suona all around, making the place very lively.
But no matter how noisy it was, the chanting of the monks was clearly heard by everyone, and it seemed to have some magical power that calmed people's minds and gave rise to the desire to convert.
The most amazing thing is the old monk sitting on the shoulder throne.
He sat cross-legged, with extremely long earlobes, and skin as dry and wrinkled as an old tree. He wore a red cassock and there was a colorful Buddha light behind his head. As he closed his eyes and chanted, golden lotuses blossomed all around him, and shadows of beads descended from the sky, as if a fairy was scattering flowers.
This miracle amazed the people watching.
A butcher heard the old monk chanting and was so moved that he burst into tears. He suddenly realized the truth and picked up a butcher knife to cut off his own right hand as a punishment for his sin.
A brothel girl regretted her past actions and after hearing the sutra chanting, she jumped off a tall building, with her brains splattered everywhere.
A pregnant woman heard the chanting and was so ashamed that she jumped into a well and died, because the baby in her belly was the result of her extramarital affair.
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More people were inspired by the sound of the chanting. With pious eyes, they followed the team silently, willing to be disciples. No matter how their parents and relatives begged them, they remained unmoved.
Just like this, in just half an hour, the monks' team expanded several times, followed by countless people.
Suddenly, the war horse neighed!
The governor of Xuzhou led his troops to the scene, and three thousand soldiers of Xuzhou blocked the team with spears like a forest.
The team of monks continued to move forward slowly, and the chanting did not stop at all.
The governor shouted loudly: "How dare you, the wicked monk, to deceive the people in Xuzhou with your magic. If you don't stop, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Among the monks, the old monk continued to chant without even opening his eyes.
