The autumn wind was howling, and in late autumn, the coolness in the mansion was getting stronger. In the blink of an eye, Mu Sheng had been shutting up and thinking about life for more than half a year. At this time, Mu Sheng was sitting in a quiet room practicing, when suddenly a strong heart palpitation came, and he slowly opened his eyes. , a little confused, he stood up and turned around a few times, with a solemn look on his face.
He has cultivated to the state where the Four Elements Unify. Not only does he possess the old monster level of cultivation, but there are also some changes happening in the dark. This sudden heart palpitation is likely to be a warning sign to him, indicating that something is coming. Something big might happen to him, or to someone close to him. Ordinary people may occasionally feel this way, but as an old monster-level monk, sufficient attention must be paid to such a situation when it happens.
Fortunately, he had learned a little bit of divination from his senior brother. Although he was extremely talented in cultivation, he really didn't understand the divination and divination this week. He was indeed qualified in this regard. It is limited, and I have never been able to enter the room. I have studied hard for a long time, and I have barely reached the level where it can be used. The level is not even as good as the charlatan warlocks who set up stalls in the market to calculate. As for whether it is accurate, I only know...
Without further ado, Mu Sheng meditated for a quarter of an hour, calmed down, and cleaned his hands. He stood up and dug out a shell with divination symbols in the cabinet behind him. He picked up the shell and felt a strong belief in his heart. , he grabbed the shells and arranged them repeatedly. He took a closer look and counted the people around him one by one, but found nothing strange. Some people had been a little unlucky recently, but nothing major happened.
A shadow flashed in Mu Sheng's heart. Could it be His Majesty the Emperor? He is the only one who has anything to do with him.
Mu Sheng continued to play hexagrams, and shells were scattered all over the floor. He looked at the combination of hexagrams displayed, and he was even more surprised. There was nothing displayed? The hexagram is dark and unclear, and there is no way to bring out bad luck.
Mu Sheng casually waved the shells on the ground and collected them into his palm. He threw them again and scattered the shells in his hand. He repeated the calculations three times in a row and got the same result. It was dark and unclear, and he couldn't tell the bad luck.
Mu Sheng frowned for a long time and said to himself: "It's so strange. This kind of hexagram is very rare. It's the same result three times in a row. It's so strange..."
Since he couldn't calculate it, Mu Sheng simply left his quiet room and went to the courtyard where Wu Xie was staying to play chess with him and talk about the recent court affairs. Supervisor Youleqi was in charge of the intelligence system. Although Mu Sheng was at home Sitting still, I am basically aware of what is happening outside.
At this moment, in Yishan Taiji Palace and Wanshou Palace, the emperor looked pale, lying weakly on the imperial platform and gasping for air. The maids and eunuchs serving around him were all panic-stricken, as if they were facing a heavy burden.
Zhang Daoling leaned over the emperor, looked left and right, and nodded slightly. He turned around and explained to the officials of the Xuanzhengyuan who were surrounding the emperor: "Your Majesty just took an overdose of pills. There is nothing serious. Sirs, please rest assured."
After saying that, Zhang Daoling took out an elixir from the center of the Taoist boy's brocade box beside him and fed it to the emperor's mouth. He heard violent coughs coming from the imperial tent. After a while, the emperor actually stood up and sat down with Zhang Daoling's help. Got up.
The emperor took the water handed over by the palace maid and took a sip to relax.
The officials heard a majestic voice coming from the imperial tent: "My dear friends, I am in good health. If there is any news about what happened today, please don't worry, I will be merciless."
The ministers quickly bowed and kowtowed: "I will obey your Majesty's order."
"You all please step back..."
Zhang Daoling secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone around him exiting the hall. He held the emperor's hand and said in a trembling voice: "I am guilty of death. This Guixu Pill is too strong and has injured your Majesty's dragon body. Your Majesty... I... "
The emperor slowly waved his hand and said: "I forced you to refine the Guixu Pill. You and the patriarch also tried to persuade me. Now that I am in this situation, I have brought it upon myself. I cannot blame you for loving you. It seems that seizing the land is the destiny of the emperor." , you have to pay the price after all.”
"Zhang Aiqing, this has happened to me three times. Just tell the truth. How long do I have left in my life?"
The corners of Zhang Daoling's mouth kept trembling, but he didn't dare to really open his mouth to tell this fact.
The emperor looked at Lu Liang, the chamberlain manager next to him, and then at the mysterious man wearing a hood.
The emperor turned to the mysterious land and asked, "Since Zhang Aiqing doesn't dare, what do you want, patriarch?"
After saying this, the emperor seemed to become very tired, and slowly lay down on the dragon couch with Lu Liang's support.
The mysterious man took off his hood, revealing his silver hair and beautiful face. This mysterious man was clearly the leader of the Three-Eyed Clan, Ahrami.
Ahlami carefully considered his words before saying in a low tone: "Your Majesty ordered me to straighten my body. Now with your Majesty's physique, I am afraid that you only have three months left to live..."
As soon as Ahrami finished speaking, there was a long silence in the hall, and Zhang and Lu did not dare to breathe.
After a long silence, in the imperial tent, the emperor heard that he would die soon, and his expression seemed to be a little lonely. He nodded slightly: "That's fine! Since I came to the throne, I have worked hard, and after more than 30 years in office, I have finally unified my subordinates. It can be regarded as worthy of the inheritance left by our ancestors."
The emperor turned his head and glanced at Zhang Daoling again, and said, "Zhang Aiqing, tell the truth, given my current situation, is there a glimmer of hope in taking the Panshen Pill?"
Zhang Daoling's face turned pale and he said in a low tone: "Your Majesty... I... I think there is still a glimmer of hope, but... I'm afraid... I still have to look at my fate in the end."
The emperor nodded slightly and said, "I understand. In a few days, when my health improves, I will take the Panshen Pill."
Zhang Daoling understood as soon as he heard it. His life was about to end anyway, and the emperor was planning to risk his life.
"Lü Liang listens to the decree..."
When Lu Liang heard that his master, who had been with him for more than thirty years, was about to die soon, he burst into tears and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I listen to your order."
The emperor's eyes signaled, and Lu Liang quickly stood up and took out a brocade box from the imperial tent and presented it to him.
The emperor said: "Lü Liang, this is the tiger talisman. It has the power to mobilize troops and horses. You go and place it in the secret compartment of the machine palace. If anything happens to me after taking the Wan Shen Dan, I will immediately summon the prince into the palace and hand the tiger talisman to him personally. There is an imperial edict to pass the throne in the Ziguang Pavilion in the back hall of the Ji Palace, locked in a gold cabinet. When the time comes, you can go and issue the edict in person, and the officials of the Xuanzheng Yuan will follow the arrangements."
Lu Liang knew that this was the emperor's announcement of funeral arrangements. With tears in his eyes, he slowly knelt down on the ground: "Old slave, your Majesty..."
"Zhang Aiqing does not have to kneel to listen to the decree. From today on, I will confer you the title of Marquis of Guannei and Luliang. You will go to the Xuanzhengyuan on my behalf to draft the decree later."
Zhang Daoling bowed and said: "Thank you for your kindness, your majesty. I am just doing my duty faithfully. I have done an immeasurable service to your majesty. I cannot deserve your majesty's great love. I am too embarrassed to deserve it..."
The emperor took a sip of the hot water that Lu Liang brought him, took a breath, and said: "Zhang Aiqing, you have helped me cultivate in the past few years, and you have done nothing wrong. The outside world doesn't know why, and everyone in the government and the public thinks that you are bewitching the Holy Heart. If One day I left, and no one was there to protect you. When the new king came to the throne, he was forced to take action on you due to the pressure from the government and the opposition. You have a title, and although the law is strict, you can at least avoid death by going to the title. This is my only choice. There’s nothing I can do for you.”
Zhang Daoling could no longer hold back after hearing this, and said with a choked voice: "Your Majesty's kindness to me will never be forgotten... Your Majesty..."
The emperor waved his hands slowly, turned to Ahrami and said:
"Grand Chief, I am afraid that I will never be able to fulfill my promise to you now. I can only leave an edict and hope that the new king will help you complete the great cause of restoring the country."
Ahrami bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of your dragon body. I will do my best to extend your Majesty's life."
The emperor nodded weakly and closed his eyes...
