Chapter 686: Wanxiang Palace, one phoenix suppresses nine dragons
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Changle's eyes showed a hint of excitement, as if he had returned to his childhood when he traveled around the country with his master.
She stretched out her jade hand, and a long green whip appeared in her palm. She whipped it violently in the air, making a sound like thunder and as agile as a dragon.
After decades of nurturing and refining by Changle, this divine whip has become a world-famous divine weapon and her symbol.
"Master, I will clear the way for you!"
Wow, such an excited tone, as if what they are about to break into is not their own palace.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, then reached out and tapped her, saying, "Still pretending. You're clearly injured, but you're still trying to hold on in front of your master."
Changle didn't expect that her master could see through her. She shook her head and said, "Master, it's just a minor injury. It's nothing serious!"
She looked at Li Daoxuan pitifully, her dreamy eyes were charming and lovely, like a little deer.
"Master, please, take me with you..."
After an absence of more than 40 years, she finally saw her long-missed master again, and she really didn't want to continue her seclusion.
Who knows where the master will go after coming out of seclusion?
But this time, Li Daoxuan, who had always doted on her, firmly refused in an unquestionable voice.
"Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be a problem if you just held on for a while, but now you are at the critical moment of becoming an immortal, so you can't afford to be careless."
How could Li Daoxuan not see that Changle had already vaguely touched the threshold of becoming an immortal, but it was difficult to overcome the heavenly tribulation and he needed to continue to accumulate.
At this critical time, it would be a pity if injuries shook the foundation and affected the future.
Li Daoxuan only has this one disciple, so naturally he cannot help but consider her.
"But--"
"No buts, just listen."
Li Daoxuan seemed to see what she was worried about and said with a smile: "Just think of it as taking a nap. When you wake up, Master will still be here."
Under his order, Changle reluctantly put away the divine whip.
Li Daoxuan waved his sleeves, and the ninth-grade golden lotus of merit danced in the wind, took root on the ground, and rippled with wisps of golden light of merit, dazzling, warm and holy.
"Do you remember the Peng Zu Gu Xian Wo Yin Gong that I taught you when you were little?"
Changle nodded. That was the first set of skills her master taught her, so she could recite it by heart.
"Go ahead, lie down in the lotus, and have a good sleep with the power of Peng Zu. When you wake up, your injuries will be completely healed, and there will be other benefits."
The Ninth-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit not only has unparalleled defense, but is also a treasure for healing and spiritual practice. It has miraculous effects on Li Daoxuan, who is in the Earthly Immortal Realm.
Changle’s injury was secondary. Li Daoxuan saw that although she practiced fast, she was still a mortal after all, and her foundation was not strong enough. It would be extremely difficult for her to survive the heavenly tribulation.
In order to prevent those who ascended to heaven in the future from being swallowed up by the heaven or the sacred mountain, the saints devised a method to make the heavenly calamity several times stronger.
Under this blockade, unless one is a being with a lotus body like the Green-Robed Lady or Sister Yu, or a skilled person like Li Daoxuan, it would be impossible to survive the calamity.
Although Changle is extremely talented, he is unable to break this restriction.
That's why Li Daoxuan used the Ninth-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit to heal her wounds. At the same time, he used the power of merit and the essence of the lotus to help her improve her bones and strengthen her foundation.
Changle lay obediently on the lotus platform, but was reluctant to close her eyes.
She pulled her master's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Master, please stay with me for a while. Can you leave after I fall asleep?"
Li Daoxuan smiled helplessly and said, "Okay."
Sitting quietly without saying a word, the spring breeze blows, the sun sets in the west, and the sunset glows in the sky.
Changle's breathing gradually became long and slow, and the hand that was pulling Li Daoxuan's sleeve slowly loosened. A faint smile appeared on her beautiful face, which was quiet in her sleep.
It was as if I dreamed of something happy.
Li Daoxuan looked for a moment, then flicked his sleeves, like flowing clouds.
The lotus closed gently, covering Changle's figure, and then sank into the lotus pond, automatically absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, to grow Changle's foundation.
Although it is impossible to become a lotus Dharmakaya like Sister Yu, it is still no problem to improve a lot on the original basis.
And with the protection of the Ninth-Rank Golden Lotus of Merit, Li Daoxuan didn't have to worry about anyone taking the opportunity to hurt her.
After the matter was settled, Li Daoxuan looked back at the courtyard where he had lived for many years, sighed softly, and turned to leave.
On the road to immortality, you are destined to give up many things and say goodbye to many people.
Some of the scenes seem to be vivid in my mind, but when I think about it carefully, they happened more than 60 years ago.
…
After leaving Xuandu Temple, Li Daoxuan did not go to the inn as agreed with Di Renjie, but turned and walked north of Chang'an, which was the direction of the imperial city.
Time flies, things and people change.
Today's imperial palace is no longer the Taiji Palace of the past, but the more splendid and magnificent Daming Palace.
In fact, the construction of Daming Palace began in the eighth year of Zhenguan, but Emperor Taizong felt that it was too costly and labor-intensive, so he called a halt to the project several times. Ultimately, the construction was shelved during the Zhenguan period without any progress.
After Li Zhi came to power, it took only ten months to complete the construction.
Li Daoxuan walked into the magnificent Daming Palace, but the soldiers on duty ignored him and pretended not to see him.
He stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling leisurely.
However, after walking a few steps, Li Daoxuan stopped, frowned, and showed a hint of doubt.
Such weak dragon energy!
Although the Taiji Palace back then was a bit simple, it had strong dragon energy, hovering above the sky and rushing straight into the Milky Way. But at this moment in the Daming Palace, the dragon energy is very weak, even difficult to detect.
When the dragon energy is weak, wronged souls and evil spirits will easily breed in the palace. Generally speaking, this will happen when mountains and rivers are destroyed.
As the saying goes, when a country is about to perish, there will be evil spirits.
But at this moment, the Tang Dynasty is still strong and this situation should not happen.
What's even more strange is that although the dragon energy is weak, Li Daoxuan did not sense much evil energy, and the palace was still full of righteousness.
The scar between his eyebrows emitted wisps of golden light, and his third eye slowly opened.
All of a sudden, Li Daoxuan heard a loud phoenix cry.
A proud, majestic and domineering phoenix shadow was flying in the sky, its wings shining, overlooking Chang'an and suppressing the nine dragon auras.
One phoenix suppresses nine dragons!
After the phoenix suppressed the turbulent dragon energy, it folded its wings, fled to the top of a tall tower, and possessed the iron phoenix that weighed three thousand gold.
It is said to be an iron phoenix, but its entire body is covered with gold foil, making it look golden and extremely luxurious.
There are nine golden dragons carved in the middle of the tower. Although they are majestic and noble, they can only crawl at the feet of the proud golden phoenix, and the dragon energy cannot be released at all.
This is the reason why the dragon energy in the Daming Palace is weak, but there are still no evil spirits.
“Good trick.”
Li Daoxuan looked at the tall tower standing in the palace, which seemed to touch the sky, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
This tall tower called Wanxiang Temple helped her suppress the true dragon aura of Emperor Li Tang.
It seems that there is a master behind Wu Zetian. I wonder if it is Ming Chongyan mentioned by Changle.
When the Sky Eye tried to see through the Universal Palace, the golden phoenix seemed to sense something and suddenly let out a loud phoenix cry, as if it came alive, and its domineering and sharp eyes looked towards Li Daoxuan.
However, the next moment, it seemed to be frightened by something, and its whole body trembled. The gold foil fell like feathers, and it turned its head tremblingly.
Gold foil fell to the ground like rain, and the soldiers guarding the Vientiane Temple immediately exclaimed.
…
Purple Palace.
Behind the lavender curtain, the 68-year-old queen was indulging herself in sex.
If someone pulled away this fig leaf, they would be shocked to find that the man serving the Queen of Heaven was actually wearing a cassock and was a bald monk.
It was Feng Xiaobao who had a special skill.
After all, Feng Xiaobao was a street rogue who sold powerful pills. Wu Zetian was afraid of losing , so she made him the abbot of the White Horse Temple.
His identity as a monk also provided him with an excuse to frequently enter and leave the harem, such as chanting scriptures and praying for blessings.
So it was a huge irony that Feng Xiaobao, who could not read a single word, became the abbot of the famous White Horse Temple.
To Feng Xiaobao, the phoenix bed was no longer interesting; he preferred the Purple Palace.
This is where the Two Saints held court and discussed state affairs. As Li Zhi's health deteriorated, the Two Saints slowly became One Saint.
Whenever Feng Xiaobao thought about himself sitting on the emperor's throne and making love with the almighty empress, he became very excited.
After the clouds and rain.
Wu Zetian's face was flushed and she looked radiant.
Power is a magical thing with incredible magic. Nourished by it, the 68-year-old Wu Zetian is still full of energy and even grew new teeth and eyebrows this year.
Although there are some wrinkles on her face, she looks like she is in her forties and still has charm.
Contented, she looked at her lover's bald head and couldn't help but chuckle. She leaned lazily on the phoenix couch and was about to reward him with something when she felt a sudden stab in her heart.
An inexplicable feeling of panic emerged.
Then, someone outside shouted, "Queen of Heaven, something bad has happened. The phoenix in the Wanxiang Temple... has dropped some gold foil!"
Wu Zetian's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
"Go find out what's going on."
" Kill all the soldiers on duty and the craftsmen who cast the golden phoenix, and replace them with new ones."
The murderous voice made the palace maid outside the palace tremble as if she fell into an icy cave.
Even Feng Xiaobao held his breath and dared not even breathe.
Although the two of them had just been in perfect harmony and full of tenderness and affection, he was very clear about the methods of this queen. If he really thought that he could conquer this woman by relying on his skills in bed, it would be absolutely wishful thinking.
Wu Zetian frowned slightly, looking majestic without even getting angry.
The Vientiane Temple is of great significance to her, and no mistakes can be allowed.
"You go back first."
There was some disappointment in Feng Xiaobao's eyes, but he had no choice but to leave. However, as soon as he went out, he vaguely heard the voice of the Queen of Heaven.
"Go to the Control Crane Station and call Rokuro over."
In an instant, Feng Xiaobao felt a surge of jealousy in his heart.
Liu Lang, also known as Zhang Changzong, has recently been favored by the Queen Mother. He has a handsome face, extraordinary elegance, and an otherworldly air. Some even say that he is the reincarnation of the immortal Wang Zijiao.
The most important thing is that this person is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has always looked down on him as a vulgar person.
The more Feng Xiaobao thought about it, the angrier he became. In the end, he was so jealous that he couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't even leave the palace, but went straight to the Control Crane Bureau.
This is intolerable!
Today he will tell the world who is the real man!
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Li Daoxuan closed his third eye and ignored the golden phoenix that had been frightened silly by him. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Wanxiang Temple... I see. Things are getting more and more interesting."
"Emperor Taizong, you will owe me another favor this time."
