"Why wouldn't such a thing happen?"
"You allow Emperor Zhenwu to enter your dream, but you can't enter my dream?"
"What's more, I have a theoretical basis for this."
"Senior brother must have heard a little bit about my previous reputation. It was called a stubborn person. Let alone General Anbei who was promoted to the fifth rank. It is doubtful whether my father will be able to hold on to this family business a hundred years from now."
"But just last year, it was like I suddenly had an enlightenment and became a different person."
"In just one year, he went from being a dandy from a rich family to being in the fifth rank now, and even married Zhao Yang as his wife."
"Don't you think that such a thing is too incredible?"
Hearing this, Zhang Hongfa opened his eyes slightly and guessed slightly: "Is it possible...?"
"Yes, it was the Emperor who woke me up!"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll still be the same dude who lived in confusion a year ago! Where did Li Anbei come from? Where did Uncle Anbei come from?"
After hearing what Li Changkong said so well-founded, Zhang Hongfa believed it. In other words, he was originally leaning towards Li Changkong.
In his heart, regardless of whether Chen Qianyuan was guided by Emperor Zhenwu, he should not interfere in royal affairs.
Otherwise, when the time comes, Chi Yu will not be the only one who suffers disaster, but the entire Tianyi Sect will suffer as well.
As for Chen Qianyuan, he was stunned, with all the features on his face twisted together. The look in Li Changkong's eyes looked awkward.
No, after all he is an old Taoist priest who has lectured on scriptures for several years. In terms of eloquence, he considers himself to be quite good.
But how could the uncle in front of him, who was born into a noble family, be so deceptive? His eloquence is beyond comparison.
"What? Master Nephew Chen still doesn't believe it?" Li Changkong saw that Chen Qianyuan still had this expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked.
"It's not that I don't believe my uncle, but these words are just one-sided words of my uncle after all, and there is no evidence at all." Chen Qianyuan said.
Now that he had made up his mind, he insisted that what he said was true.
Anyway, when it comes to Emperor Zhenwu, no one can produce evidence.
Unexpectedly, when Li Changkong heard this, he said: "Master Nephew Chen is right. If you want others to believe this, you must at least provide evidence."
"In that case, why don't you and I do the trick together in seven days, and ask Emperor Zhenwu to come and ask him who is right?"
"Ah?" Chen Qianyuan heard this and no longer knew what kind of medicine the young uncle was selling in the gourd.
Although they are cultivators, they have never seen the so-called immortal gods! Otherwise, it would not be cultivating Taoism, but cultivating immortality!
But now, the young uncle in front of him said with certainty that he wanted to invite Emperor Zhenwu to come to the world.
Isn't this nonsense?
"What? Could it be that Master Nephew Chen doesn't have the confidence to invite the emperor's true body?" Li Changkong saw the opportunity and said immediately.
When Chen Qianyuan heard this, he suddenly realized.
He's scamming me!
He doesn't know how to pray to God at all, he just wants to use this to make me show my cowardice and force me to submit!
After thinking clearly about the cause and effect, Chen Qianyuan felt much more at ease. He shook his head and said: "How could it be possible? Since my uncle is so interested, let's set a date to learn about Taoism and let the emperor see the Taoism of his disciples and grandsons!"
When Li Changkong heard this, he also smiled and said, "Okay, how about seven days later, in the evening?"
"Okay! Then seven days later, in the evening!" Chen Qianyuan also smiled.
The two looked at each other, spitting in their hearts, and couldn't help cursing: "Bah, old fox!"
Chen Qianyuan has figured it out. By then, there is a high probability that each of them will play a set of tricks, and in the end no one will be able to invite the Zhenwu Emperor.
But even after such a fuss, his junior uncle still couldn't produce any evidence!
Of course there is still nothing you can do against him.
If that's the case, what's the harm in agreeing?
Isn't it just acting? Master Tao, what I know best is this thing!
"Master, uncle, if there is nothing else, I will go down first. There are still many things to take care of in the teaching."
"Well, go ahead." Zhang Hongfa waved his sleeves and said helplessly.
After Chen Qianyuan left, Zhang Hongfa looked at Li Changkong and sighed: "Junior brother, junior brother, I know you are eager to lead Tianyi Sect back to the right path."
"But there is no need to be so anxious. We don't know whether Emperor Zhenwu exists yet. How can we invite him?"
"Stop talking about you, even I don't dare to boast like this."
"Now the words are dead. If no evidence can be produced, Qianyuan will probably find it even more difficult to submit."
"Senior Brother, I know this matter well, and I guarantee that in seven days, I will invite you a serious Zhenwu Emperor!"
"Don't worry, just continue to take care of yourself." Li Changkong smiled knowingly, keeping everything in mind.
After planning for so many days, we finally reached the final step.
It's time to give King Jing a surprise.
…
The next morning, East Palace.
Li Changkong slammed the table and said: "Everything has been done, only the last step is left!"
"We've all heard that, okay, Old Li, if you don't pay attention, you will become Junior Brother Zhang Zhenren?" Zhu Ben joked.
"Don't talk nonsense. What happened to the props I asked you to prepare earlier?"
"Don't worry, there are a lot of them, and most of them have backups. If something goes wrong, we can still respond to emergencies." Zhang Hand, dressed in Confucian robes, said.
"Very good, have you rehearsed?"
"The rehearsal is almost complete, but without you, a key link is missing. How about we practice more in the next few days?" Prince Liu Yu's eyes lit up and he said excitedly.
At first, he thought that the rehearsal thing was just for fun, but he didn't expect that it would actually be useful.
Lao Li is really a god.
"Okay, then there are two things for these seven days."
"The first thing is to rehearse, and the second thing is to spread the word about my plan to compete with Chen Qianyuan and ask Emperor Zhenwu to come down to earth!"
"Arrange more manpower. The more this matter spreads, the better it will be for us!"
"Understood! I'll make arrangements!" Jia Taisui said in a low voice.
"Okay! Then everything is ready!"
…
A few days later, Prince Jing’s Mansion.
After receiving the news, King Jing hurriedly summoned Ziyi to discuss.
"What is Li Changkong's intention? Is it possible that he can really invite Emperor Zhenwu?" King Jing frowned and said.
When Ziyi heard this, he shook his head and said without hesitation: "Absolutely impossible."
"Immortals and gods are illusory to begin with, so why ask gods for explanations?"
"The reason why Li Changkong is like this is either because he has other means or to delay the opportunity."
"This matter of asking God is probably just a gimmick. I guess I want to use this to gain something else."
"In the past few days, he has been publicizing it, gathering people, and trying every means to make the matter bigger, which has further confirmed this."
"Besides, I suggest that Your Highness don't waste any more time on this matter."
"What do you mean by this?" King Jing frowned even more tightly.
