Chapter 706: Yuhuan is born, the lady is jealous
There is no time limit for those who practice Taoism, and no time limit for those who pick lotus.
In the blink of an eye, seventeen years had passed, and the underworld became more and more well-organized under the governance of Di Renjie, Xue Rengui, Guan Yu and others.
Since the last time the underworld soldiers destroyed a country, no one in the world of the living dared to underestimate this new underworld, and no force dared to attack this behemoth.
Of course, the underworld also strictly abides by the rules of the underworld and no longer interferes in the affairs of the world of the living.
Mount Yamafu, the bedroom where the emperor resides.
Li Daoxuan lay on the bed, holding the beauty in his arms, with a fair skin and smooth black hair, quietly savoring the afterglow of lovemaking.
He was not indulgent, but was practicing a Taoist health-preserving method with a long history and passed down for thousands of years, called the art of bedroom.
Yes, you heard it right, in Taoism, the art of sex is indeed a way of maintaining health.
Peng Zu lived for 800 years, and one of his methods of health preservation was the art of sex. It is said that he had 49 wives, but he was able to prolong his life despite working day and night. He was regarded as a great man in ancient times, and he relied on the art of sex.
His 49th wife was named Cai Nu. It is said that she was the woman sent by King Zhou of Shang to learn the secret of longevity from Peng Zu. What Peng Zu taught her was the art of sex. Later, as she learned more, the disciple became his wife.
Volume 28 of Yi Xin Fang states: Su Nu said that there was a girl who had mastered the art of Taoism. The king asked the girl to ask Peng Zu about the method of prolonging life.
Volume 27 of Qianjin Yaofang further states that the art of sexual intercourse is very close, but no one can practice it.
In other words, the art of sex is originally a good thing, but most people do not use it properly. Not only do they fail to prolong their lives, but they also exhaust themselves and go astray.
Li Daoxuan is an authentic disciple of Xuanmen, so he naturally would not make these mistakes.
During the past seventeen years, he and Sister Yu practiced the art of sex together. Under the joint practice, their cultivation progressed rapidly. With the addition of the three hundred Bodhi seeds given by the Bodhi tree later, Li Daoxuan had already practiced the "Huangting Ancient Sutra" to the sixth level five years ago.
He opened up 36,000 acupoints in his body, which was in line with the number of Tiangang. His magic power soared and his cultivation reached the peak of Earthly Immortal.
The next step is to break through the seventh level and achieve the path to immortality!
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a slight heat on his wrist, as if it was burned by fire.
With his body at the fifth level of Xuan Gong, he wouldn't feel any burning pain even if he jumped into the magma to take a bath, so this burning sensation seemed very abnormal.
Li Daoxuan was just about to raise his wrist to take a look when he was suddenly startled.
Oh no, could it be that my senior sister is born?
He subconsciously wanted to hide his wrist, but a soft jade hand firmly grasped his hand, and the fingertips gently stroked the faintly visible red line.
Sister Yu sat up, her black hair loose, her skin as white as jade, she glanced at Li Daoxuan with her red lips cold and beautiful.
"Husband, what is this?"
Li Daoxuan's body stiffened, but he remained calm on the surface and said with a smile: "It's a magic weapon I just refined."
Chen Ziyu tilted her head slightly, her pair of dark and deep eyes staring at Li Daoxuan quietly, without any emotion visible.
"Husband, it's been a while since I've seen you have a new magic weapon. Why don't you take it out and try it out?"
Li Daoxuan laughed, trying to confuse the past, and said: "It has not been fully refined yet, we will talk about it later."
I was almost sweating.
“I see…”
Chen Ziyu loosened her hand, she got off the bed, her crystal clear feet stepped on the snow blanket, her fiery red skirt automatically flew onto her body, dragging on the ground, graceful and elegant.
She wore a gorgeous belt around her waist, a fluttering silk scarf, her black hair was tied up in a bun, and she wore a green hairpin to hold her hair in place.
Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
I managed to get through it safely, but I was almost discovered by Sister Yu.
Just then, a voice sounded faintly.
"Husband, I also want to tie the red thread with you."
…
Chang'an, Xuandu Courtyard.
Changle looked anxious, pacing back and forth, feeling uneasy, and constantly tapping the Qingming Order in his hand.
In order to facilitate communication, Li Daoxuan left the Qingming Order to her, and two-way communication could be achieved through the bronze mirror in the bedroom of Mount Yanfu.
But what Changle didn't know was that his master's wife had already sealed the mirror in advance.
"Master, I'm so sorry!"
She was dejected, wondering if she would be expelled from the sect by her master.
A few days ago, she went to Mount Yanfu to visit her master and asked some questions about cultivation. At that time, her master was still practicing, so she waited at the foot of the mountain.
Out of boredom, he took out the "Xuan Zhen Ji" and read it.
In fact, she has read that book many times, but every time she reads it, she is still moved by the love story of her master and Master Taizhen, especially when she sees the two of them tied together with a red string and making a promise for the next life, she always sheds tears.
However, what she didn't know was that Master Zi Yu was standing silently behind her.
…
In the bedroom.
Li Daoxuan watched Sister Yu take out a very familiar book from the storage magic weapon. The three big characters "Xuan Zhen Ji" on it looked particularly familiar.
Didn't he write this himself?
He carefully designed the title of the book, taking the word "Xuan" from his own name and the word "Zhen" from his senior sister's name. As his senior sister also liked poetry, he named it Xuanzhen Collection.
Chen Ziyu glanced at him indifferently, then slowly opened the book, her voice unusually calm.
"Husband, I recently got a book. The story inside is quite touching. The protagonist is called Li Xuan, who is only one character different from you."
"Don't you think it's a coincidence?"
Li Daoxuan couldn't laugh anymore, he gritted his teeth secretly, Changle!!!
How dare you, girl, betray your master?
Thinking of how he had once sighed about how well-behaved, obedient, sensible and adorable his disciple was, Li Daoxuan wanted to slap himself a few times.
You don’t know how to judge people!
Chen Ziyu smiled faintly and recited softly.
"Miss Zhuge, you look a lot like someone I know..."
"The two of them fell off the cliff together. Li Xuan picked her up by the waist. He felt her body was soft as if it had no bones, and her jade feet were as crystal clear as snow. His heart could not help but be moved..."
Li Daoxuan's face instantly became hot, and his toes were digging on the bed. It was embarrassing, so embarrassing!
Sister, just write it, why do you need such detailed psychological description?
How did I peek at her feet? Don't talk nonsense!
Direct social death!
Never mind. I will refuse to admit it. What does what Li Xuan did have to do with me, Li Daoxuan?
It is said that Li Tieguai, one of the Eight Immortals, was called Li Xuan. Hmm, maybe this is his story!
Li Daoxuan had already begun to deceive himself, but Sister Yu's voice soon rang in his ears like a bolt from the blue.
"The two met in Langzhong. It turned out that Li Xuan was the famous Tang Dynasty Imperial Master Li Daoxuan, and Huang Yaoshi was the Senior Sister Taizhen that he had been searching for..."
Well, I have to admit it this time.
What follows is even more explosive.
"Li Daoxuan fell on the Queen Mother of the West's phoenix bed, feeling powerless. He could only watch as Senior Sister came over step by step, taking off her clothes piece by piece. In the end -"
"stop!"
Li Daoxuan smiled bitterly and said, "Madam, please stop thinking. I admit that Senior Sister and I... have a somewhat... intimate relationship, but I am also sincere to you."
Why does this sound more and more despicable the more I listen to it?
Chen Ziyu closed the book and looked at him quietly. The temperature around her began to drop sharply at some point, and the chilly wind was blowing, making people shudder.
"She should have been born. What's her name? I got rid of her."
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying: "Madam, Senior Sister has been very kind to me. For my sake——"
"I can choose not to kill her."
Chen Ziyu looked at him quietly and said, "But you have to answer one question for me truthfully."
Facing her gaze, Li Daoxuan felt a little ashamed.
Although this is the ancient world and men can have three wives and four concubines, Sister Yu is, after all, the Emperor of the Underworld and the master of the world's water veins. With her status and position, she could have expanded her harem like Wu Zetian, but she remained loyal as snow and never left him.
How could such a brilliant and talented woman tolerate herself sharing a husband with another woman?
"Do you want to marry her?"
Li Daoxuan gritted his teeth and nodded.
Chen Ziyu's eyes became even deeper, as deep as the abyss, and her long hair moved without wind.
"What about me? Between me and her, which one do you choose?"
Li Daoxuan prepared himself mentally for a long time before he finally mustered up the courage to say those words.
"Both, both!"
In fact, there is another lady in green, but he dare not say it for the time being.
boom!
The entire Mount Yamafu roared loudly, vibrating violently with a terrifying sound.
Xue Rengui, who was training the ghost soldiers, immediately became serious when he heard the noise, jumped on his horse and looked towards the direction of Mount Yamafu.
"Oh no! The Emperor has been attacked. Everyone, follow me to support the Emperor and kill the invading enemy!"
Just as thousands of ghost soldiers were about to set out, a figure fell from the sky and crashed to the ground like a meteorite.
"Where—"
"gentlemen!"
Xue Rengui was stunned, looking at Li Daoxuan who stood up in front of everyone, dusted himself off as if nothing had happened, and felt a little confused.
What is going on?
Before, he was wondering, with the Master and the Emperor in Mount Yamafu, who could break in and cause such a big commotion.
Unexpectedly, it was Mr.
Li Daoxuan coughed, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's nothing. Sometimes it's inevitable that there will be some small conflicts between husband and wife."
"If you quarrel at the head of the bed, you make up at the foot of the bed."
Xue Rengui nodded, but the next moment, a majestic voice sounded, it was the voice of Emperor Chen Ziyu.
"From today on, the underworld prohibits this rapist from entering or leaving. Anyone who sees him will be killed immediately!"
Xue Rengui's expression froze and he looked at Li Daoxuan awkwardly.
Is this what you call a quarrel at the head of the bed and a reconciliation at the foot of the bed?
Li Daoxuan wanted to say something else when a streak of light flew by. He reached out to catch it. It was the "Xuan Zhen Ji".
"Li Daoxuan, you can go find her, but I want to remind you, is she really still your senior sister after reincarnation?"
Li Daoxuan was stunned.
He had actually thought about this question, but he subconsciously avoided it every time.
In order to avoid becoming the Queen Mother of the West, the senior sister resolutely reincarnated. Is it the same for Yang Yuhuan in this life?
Senior sister is not the Queen Mother of the West. Similarly, could Yang Yuhuan really be senior sister?
This is a confusing account.
“There are no two flowers in the world that are exactly alike. Once a flower dies, it’s gone. Even if the seeds sprout from the soil, they are no longer the same flower.”
Chen Ziyu's voice was no longer cold, but was mixed with a sigh.
As the Emperor of the Underworld, holding the authority over reincarnation, in some aspects, she actually sees things more clearly than Li Daoxuan.
After reincarnation, the souls in the underworld often become people who are very different from their previous lives.
Reincarnation is really amazing. Even immortals would be deeply affected by it. In her opinion, even the consciousness of the Queen Mother of the West in Taizhen may not be the same Queen Mother of the West as before.
Li Daoxuan lowered his eyes and said, "Madam, I must give it a try. If the reincarnated person is you, no matter if it is ten or a hundred generations, I will find you."
It’s not like he hadn’t thought about what Sister Yu said , but he would feel dissatisfied if he didn’t try.
Chen Ziyu didn't say anything else, just sighed softly.
"If you fail, you will cut off this connection, stay in the underworld honestly, and completely let go of that old past. Is it possible?"
Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he asked: "What if I succeed?"
His voice was full of anticipation.
Is there any hope for the happiness of the people of Qi?
Chen Ziyu snorted coldly and said, "If she turns back into Taizhen, it would be a good opportunity for her to fight me to the death. It wouldn't be considered that I am bullying her."
Li Daoxuan's face turned dark.
But this is indeed what Sister Yu could say. Given her temperament and pride, there is only one reason to expect her to suddenly agree to share a husband with another woman: she wants to feed him medicine.
To be honest, he felt secretly happy in his heart. Sister Yu's attitude actually softened a little. At least she agreed to let him give it a try first.
Touching the red line on his wrist, Li Daoxuan's mind emerged with the image of his senior sister in white clothes, elegant and carefree. Unconsciously, that was more than seventy years ago, and he was exactly one hundred years old this year.
I really don’t know what the scene will be like when I meet my senior sister again.
…
Riding on the clouds, I travel to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening.
A moment later, he had arrived above the residence of Yang Xuanyan, the household officer of Shuzhou. It was not particularly grand, but it was considered a wealthy family in the entire county.
The Sihu was in charge of the household registration of a state. He was of the seventh rank, slightly higher than a county magistrate, but not much higher.
Li Daoxuan stood on the cloud with a frown on his face.
There is such a strong yin energy. Has it attracted all the wandering ghosts from hundreds of miles around?
As soon as my senior sister was born, she caused quite a stir.
…
Yang Xuanyan wandered in front of the gate of his mansion, his face full of worry. He kept wandering, with fear in his eyes, and he didn't even dare to step into his own home.
His wife gave birth to a daughter a few days ago. Although he was a little disappointed, it was still a happy event to some extent.
And according to people around them, on the day their daughter was born, a rosy glow lingered over their house and some people even heard the sound of a phoenix.
He thought it was a good omen at first, but things soon became strange.
When the baby girl was born, she didn't cry or make a fuss. She just looked at the bright moon quietly and didn't respond no matter how she was touched. The midwife said that maybe her brain was damaged.
Soon after, all kinds of strange things began to happen in the mansion.
The corpses of various wild animals often appeared outside my daughter's room, bloody and as if they had just been bitten to death. Among them was even a tiger.
They are all wild game delicacies.
At first, he thought that a friend had secretly sent it to him, so he ordered his servants to hide it secretly to see who it was.
As a result, the servant died the next day, with dilated pupils and a pale face. The coroner said that he was frightened to death.
From then on, few people dared to set foot around my daughter's room.
The rumor that the mansion was haunted gradually spread, and a fortune teller even said that his daughter was the reincarnation of a disaster star and would bring endless misfortune, and suggested that she be drowned in the river.
He naturally didn't believe it, but sometimes he would feel scared.
"Master, it's bad!"
"When I was sweeping the floor just now, I saw a figure in the young lady's room... there was one!"
The servants came in hurriedly. It was already dark. Anyone would be scared when a figure suddenly appeared in the young lady's room.
Yang Xuanyan hurriedly called the servants, picked up their weapons, and rushed to his daughter's room together.
Looking through the window, there was indeed a blurry figure.
A group of people holding torches and sharp blades, some even holding statues of gods and Buddhas, broke in under the leadership of Yang Xuanyan.
However, he saw a scene that shocked him.
Under the moonlight, his daughter, who had never spoken a word since birth and could only stare at the moon, was actually looking at that figure, stretching out her chubby little hands and letting out a clear laugh like a silver bell.
Li Daoxuan looked at the little baby girl wrapped in the swaddle with complicated eyes.
"Senior Sister, we finally meet again."
