In the sky, the little skylark grew in size. From an ordinary skylark, it became like a black bird and a phoenix. Even its feathers were shining with gorgeous luster. It was completely different from the stupid little bird just now.
The empress in green stands on its back, her whole body glowing with divine light, cold and flawless.
She became the aloof, majestic, cold and arrogant Lord of Qingming again, with indifferent eyes, and she didn't even look at Li Daoxuan again, nor did she say a word.
It seemed that Qing Ni, who was eating cherry biluo and letting him hold hands, had completely become yesterday's clouds and disappeared.
Seeing that the empress was about to leave, Li Daoxuan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, as if after this separation, he would have to wait a long, long time to see each other next time.
An unknown emotion came to his mind. He looked at his mother's back and shouted loudly: "Qing Ni, is this your real name?"
The empress in green paused slightly, but did not turn around. Her voice was very calm, with a kind of indifference that would make people thousands of miles away.
"I just made it up casually. From now on, don't call Qing Ni again."
The next moment, the little bird flapped its wings and disappeared over Chang'an with the empress.
Li Daoxuan looked at her retreating figure and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Shaking his head, he quickly cheered up.
Practice, practice hard!
If the yin god is not enough, he will be the yang god. If the yang god is not enough, he will become an immortal. When he can beat the empress, he will no longer be so passive. The feeling of hugging his thigh is good, but he does not want the empress in green to be his only forever. backing.
He hopes that one day, the empress will ask him for help for something.
He, Li Daoxuan, is determined to be the patron of the Empress in Tsing Yi!
After a while, he took out the Four Holy Formations. After just a few glances, he was shocked by this formation. What a powerful formation!
Once completed, the National Fortune of the Tang Dynasty can be borrowed to transform into the four holy beasts of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. Each one is equivalent to an expert in the Yang God Realm. The stronger the National Fortune of the Tang Dynasty, the stronger the transformed sacred beasts will be. , if all nations come to court, the country will be prosperous, even equivalent to four immortals guarding Chang'an!
Mmm, it smells so good...
Li Daoxuan walked towards Chang'an City while looking at the formation map.
He was not worried that others would peep into the secret of the array diagram. The empress had cast a forbidden spell on it. Except for Li Daoxuan, no one else could see the writing. It was all blank.
He is a person with great understanding, and his master once taught him the basic knowledge about formations. Now that he has understood the Four Saints Formation, although it is still obscure, he is also fascinated.
In the end, he didn't even want to be distracted by walking anymore, so he used the paper horse technique, riding upside down on the white horse, concentrating on studying the formation, letting the white horse know the way, and headed to the small courtyard of Xuandu on its own.
I do not know how long it has been.
Just when he was intoxicated, his expression suddenly changed and he took his eyes away from the scroll.
The spiritual white horse stopped, looking slightly restless.
Li Dao
The person standing in front of him was none other than Tubo's Tantric master, Monk Zhizang, who had become a great monk of Yangshen through initiation at a young age.
Zhizang was wearing a red cassock, clasped his palms together and said: "Amitabha, the young monks in the palace have already bowed down. Even if they come to ask for advice again, they have to wait until they have fully refined the magic power passed down by the master and entered the late stage of Yangshen. How can it happen now? Not overestimating your capabilities?"
Li Dao
It’s no wonder that the tantric lineage has survived for thousands of years. There is indeed some skill in this initiation method.
"Then why didn't you leave with the envoy and come to me instead?"
Zhizang said frankly: "Actually, the poor monk has left Chang'an for sixty miles with the mission. But after thinking about it, I still can't let go of one thing. I feel that I should inform Master Li."
Li Daoxuan asked: "What's the matter?"
Zhizang said with a solemn expression: "On the night when the poor monk first entered Chang'an, I fell into samadhi in the inn. In the hazy state, I actually fell asleep and had a dream."
If other people said such things, Li Daoxuan would definitely mock him, saying that the young monk's cultivation was not as good as his own.
However, although Zhizang is not very old, his cultivation level is quite high. His ability to withstand the initiation shows that his mind is superb and his willpower is tenacious. I am afraid that he has already cultivated the skill of meditating to meditate to the state of transformation and will never appear. In this situation, I fell asleep while practicing.
This situation only happens to beginners.
Even Li Daoxuan's younger brother Wu Wei would not make such a stupid mistake.
Li Daoxuan said in surprise: "What did you dream about?"
Zhizang frowned, recalling the dream that night, and even now he still has lingering fear.
"The poor monk dreamed of a man who claimed to be the only true Buddha in the world."
Li Daoxuan was shocked and blurted out: "Moluo?"
Zhizang was a little surprised and said: "It turns out that the real person also knows the name of that person. Yes, he calls himself Moro. He is black-clothed and black-haired. He sits cross-legged on a black lotus. He does have the aura of Buddha in his body, but he also has an extremely evil aura. Demonic nature!”
Li Daoxuan's heart sank and he asked repeatedly: "What did he say to you?"
Zhizang replied without reservation: "He wants to trick me into worshiping him as Buddha, joining the Moro Sect, and helping him deal with the Tang Dynasty together. He also promised that after this is accomplished, Tantric Buddhism will replace Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains and become the leader of Buddhism in the world. "
Li Daoxuan sneered: "Another piece of pie!"
Zhizang nodded and said: "The poor monk was almost bewitched by him and fell into the devil's way. Fortunately, he practiced diligently for many years and did not fall. He woke up at the critical moment and realized that he was not the Lord of the Buddha, but the enemy of the Buddha. At that time, The poor monk woke up."
Li Daoxuan frowned and said, "Did Moro just give up and not do anything to you again?"
In his imagination, with Moro's temperament, if he failed to seduce him, he would probably kill Zhizang. This would not only keep the secret, but also provoke conflicts between Tang Dynasty and Tubo.
Zhizang explained: "Actually, Moro has already taken action against me. He cast a spell to make me forget the dream, but I have his mind power and my spiritual consciousness is quite special. Two days ago, I suddenly remembered it."
After learning all this, Li Daoxuan thought in his mind.
Since Master Sanle left, he has never received any news about Moro. The other party seems to have disappeared out of thin air and disappeared into the sea.
The eye that once appeared in the sky over Chang'an was undoubtedly Moro's eye. At that time, Moro even wanted to invade his sea of consciousness, but was repelled by the true spirit of the empress.
It seems that the other party has not disappeared, but is hiding in the darkness, plotting some revenge!
Li Daoxuan felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
"Thank you for reminding me, young monk. I have failed you in Anren Palace. Why are you still willing to tell me about this?"
Zhizang's eyes showed compassion and he sighed: "I see that the actions of Mara will definitely hurt innocent people. Even if there is some unpleasantness between the poor monk and the real person, the people of the Tang Dynasty are innocent. How can the poor monk not do this?" Risking thousands of lives because of a momentary grudge?"
Li Daoxuan nodded, and his impression of him suddenly became much better.
The two people have different camps and are inevitably enemies, but being enemies does not mean that the other person is a bad person. At least in terms of not hurting innocent people and protecting the people, the two people have the same principles.
"Thank you, monk. I accept this sentiment."
Zhizang clasped his palms together. He didn't take Li Daoxuan's words to heart, and turned around and left after speaking.
At this moment, he didn't know how much influence this unintentional favor would have on the fate of Tubo in the future.
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