Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, everyone present was shocked.
Li Shimin's eyes suddenly lit up, showing endless hope, and even his voice was trembling.
"Good...good...fast!"
Xiao Changle silently pulled on the hem of Master's clothes. She found that most of Master's robe was soaked by wind and rain. Master, who used to be calm and seemingly omnipotent, now actually looked a little tired.
Li Dao
After being nurtured by the Five Rams Soldiers and Horses Talisman, Queen Changsun's soul has become much more stable, but there are still some irreparable damages.
The ghosts of mortals who have never practiced spiritual practice are so fragile. Every time they are exposed to wind, rain, and thunder, they are afraid that they will leave the root of disease.
Li Daoxuan suddenly remembered that in history, Empress Changsun died young and died of illness when she was only in her thirties. It was very regrettable. Could it be the root of the disease left at this time?
"However, the illness prolongs the life. I follow the five mountains and know the eight seas. The demon king puts his head down. Guard me. The evil will dissipate and the filth will disappear. The Tao will last forever. Be as urgent as the law and order!"
Li Daoxuan drew a talisman in the void, and created a longevity talisman with flowing golden light that entered Queen Changsun's body to help her recover better.
Under the gaze of everyone, Queen Changsun's eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes. Her pupils showed a trace of confusion at first, and then gradually returned to clarity.
"Your Majesty, Changle...have you found it?"
"I seemed to hear Changle's voice..."
As soon as she woke up, the first thing she asked about was not her own safety, but about her missing daughter.
Little Changle rushed over to hug her and choked with sobs: "Mother, Changle is back, Master has rescued me."
Queen Changsun breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Changle was safe.
"Your Majesty, I... seem to have had a... ridiculous dream."
She dreamed that she was swallowed by a strange bird, and then her consciousness became hazy, but vaguely, she seemed to hear Zhenren Li's voice, and countless thunders. Whenever the thunder sounded, she would be startled, and her heart would Generalized pain.
At that time, she secretly wondered that although she didn't like thunder, she wasn't so afraid of it.
Li Shimin held her hand and said softly: "That was not a dream. Your soul was taken away by the demon. It was Tai Chong who rescued you!"
Empress Changsun looked at Li Daoxuan, her gentle eyes showing deep gratitude. Just as she was about to say something, Li Daoxuan spoke first.
"Your Majesty, Chang Le, let's go out first. The queen is fine now, but the birth is imminent. Wen Po should be asked to come in immediately to help. If we delay any longer, it may not be good for the heir."
Li Daoxuan sighed in his heart. After this incident, not only the queen would be left with the disease, but even the future Emperor Gaozong Li Zhi would probably be weak and his vitality would be damaged.
However, Li Zhi in history did have poor health and eventually died of wind disease.
…
Li Shimin was reluctant to leave in front of Queen Changsun's bed. After a while, he left Li Zhengdian. He stood under the eaves, looking for Li Daoxuan.
Suddenly, his eyes were shocked.
I saw a figure standing in the wind and rain in the courtyard, with fluttering white clothes and graceful bones, like an orchid orchid tree, attracting the moonlight from the sky, and the nectar flowed into the acupoints all over the body. The hazy light blocked the falling rain, forming a vacuum zone.
"Father, this is Master practicing the "Huang Ting Ancient Sutra" and collecting moonflower medicine to restore his magic power."
Although Xiao Changle has just started practicing, she is extremely smart, has solid theoretical knowledge, and already has some eyesight.
Li Shimin pondered for a moment, then held an umbrella alone, walked to Li Daoxuan, and waved others to stay away.
He did not disturb Li Daoxuan's practice, but waited quietly.
A moment later, Li Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes. The moonlight dissipated, and most of the mana consumed in his body finally recovered, and he regained his energy.
The previous battle with the Black Mountain Old Demon was not as easy as it seemed.
This heavy rain in Chang'an came very strangely. Li Daoxuan took the opportunity to borrow the power of wind and thunder to greatly increase the power of his thunder method, summoning eighteen sixty-nine thunders in succession.
It should be noted that these sixty-nine thunders can hurt the Yang Shen realm. Master Zhang Qianyang used this thunder to chop the Ghost King of the Void Belly in the Yin Mountain until he screamed. It can be regarded as the superior method in the fighting method of the Yang Shen realm.
Li Daoxuan is now only a half-step Yangshen. If not for the right time and place, and with the power of wind and thunder, he would not be able to threaten the evil monsters like the Black Mountain Old Demon in the later stages of the Yangshen.
He seemed calm and relaxed at that time, but in fact he had tried his best, otherwise his clothes would not have been wet by the wind and rain, and there was really no time for him to care.
In addition, he also wanted to thank Xu Qingxuan for drawing his sword to help. If the old Black Mountain demon was not afraid of this swordsman who dared to risk his life, he would not be able to save the queen's soul even if he had the right time and place to help.
The old demon from Montenegro really deserves his reputation!
"Taichong, what kind of monster is that strange bird that stole the queen's soul? Is it also from the Moro religion?"
Li Shimin asked when he saw Li Daoxuan finished practicing.
As the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he couldn't even protect his wife and daughter. This humiliation made him feel murderous, and he hated the Namorana Cult to the extreme.
Li Daoxuan nodded and said: "Yes, all of this is Moro's plan. That strange bird is the owner of Wusi City, the old demon of Black Mountain!"
Li Shimin's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was like a blade.
"The City of Futile Death, the Moro Cult... When Tiangang and Chunfeng come out of seclusion and set up the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation, I will wipe out all these poisonous snakes hiding in my territory of the Tang Dynasty!"
But at the same time, he was also secretly shocked and said: "Taichong, are you strong enough now to defeat the old demon of Montenegro?"
Taichong's success in rescuing the queen's soul means that the Black Mountain old demon has suffered a loss.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said: "Not yet, thanks to the help of Xu Qingxuan and Xu Jianxian this time, and also the heavy rain."
"This rain..."
Li Shimin stared at the rain that had been falling for two full hours, but it showed no signs of deterioration. Instead, it became heavier and heavier.
There was a drought some time ago, and now it's raining heavily. Chang'an City is a little too restless.
"Your Majesty, this heavy rain is man-made, and there is a huge conspiracy hidden behind it."
Li Dao Words, strange heavy rain...
These things are like pearls, connected in series by a certain thread, leading to an unknown situation.
Li Shimin frowned and said: "Recently, governors from various places in the Yellow River and Yangtze River basins have reported one after another that the water levels of local rivers have been declining. They have invited bad people to investigate. Could it be related to this matter?"
After a pause, he sighed and said: "One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen. I am afraid that rumors will spread in the world again, saying that I killed my brother and imprisoned my father, which attracted the wrath of God and brought down disasters one after another."
Li Daoxuan opened his eyes suddenly, and a flash of lightning flashed in his heart.
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Li Shimin's words just now made him suddenly think of a possibility. If that possibility was true, then many incomprehensible things would become logical.
He looked at the pouring rain in front of him with solemn eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I have a request, and I hope you can agree to it."
Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "Taichong saved Changle and the Queen. I said before that no matter what you want, I can promise you, but it doesn't matter."
Li Daoxuan looked at him and said word by word: "I want to see...the Supreme Emperor."
Boom!
Lightning flashed, illuminating Li Shimin's somewhat astonished eyes.
And at this moment, the cry of a baby rang out in Li Zhengdian.
…
Hongyi Palace.
On a rainy night, the place became increasingly deserted. The Supreme Emperor Li Yuan put on his clothes and went to bed early, or rather... was drunk.
The once ambitious founding emperor is now gray-haired and imprisoned in the cold and damp Hongyi Palace. He indulges in wine and sex every day, and lives in drunken dreams.
It is unimaginable that within a few years, he gave birth to more than thirty children.
You know, at this time, Li Yuan was already over sixty years old. Such strong energy was amazing, as if he was glowing with the second spring of his life.
Li Yuan was extremely drunk tonight. There were empty wine jars on the ground, and the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
He snored so loudly that he didn't even notice anyone else coming.
Li Shimin walked into this room with Li Daoxuan, looking at the mess on the ground, his face looked a little unhappy.
Li Yuan is his father after all.
He was secretly reassured by the other party's arrogance, extravagance and drunkenness, but at the same time he was also a little worried. His father was once a wise and mighty emperor.
Although the two broke up and became political enemies, the relationship between father and son for more than twenty years was not fake.
"Taichong, why do you come to see the Supreme Emperor?"
Li Shimin asked in confusion: "Do you suspect that the Supreme Emperor is involved in the Moro Cult's conspiracy?"
Li Daoxuan stepped forward and looked at Li Yuan, who was lying drunkenly on the bed, with deep eyes.
"It may not be possible."
Li Daoxuan stretched out his finger and gestured up and down, writing the word '十'.
"Your Majesty, the poor man once asked Guiqi why the dragon's energy did not attack Yan'er in the palace. He wanted to use this to deduce the secret of Moro's avoidance of the dragon's energy. As soon as Guiqi wrote a cross, he was shaken away by the sound of wind and thunder. .”
After a pause, he said coldly: "Maybe that's not ten, but the beginning of the character Li."
One horizontal and one vertical, aren't they the first two strokes of the character Li?
Li Shimin's eyes flashed, and he immediately remembered what happened to Li Yuanji. Dragon energy cannot harm the direct bloodline of the Li Tang royal family. Now that Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji are both dead, and the prince Li Chengqian and the king of Wei Li Tai are very young, the only one left... …
"Your Majesty, when it comes to the purity of blood, who else in the world can compare to the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the Supreme Emperor in front of you?"
Li Daoxuan's words shocked Li Shimin. Yes, when it comes to the purity of the royal bloodline, even he, the emperor, cannot compare to the Supreme Emperor.
"Taichong, but the Supreme Emperor has always lived in Hongyi Palace. He is guarded day and night and has never gone out. He spends more time drunk than awake during the day. How can he have the opportunity to participate in the plans of the Moro Cult?"
Li Shimin raised his doubts, which was also the biggest flaw in Li Daoxuan's speculation.
After taking the throne, Li Shimin never relaxed his surveillance of his father because he knew that Li Yuan still had considerable prestige among the government and the public.
Therefore, everyone in Hongyi Palace belonged to him. Except for the old eunuch who had been with Li Yuan for decades, many of Li Yuan's concubines also had Li Shimin's eyes.
After Li Yuanji was discovered pretending to be a palace maid, Li Shimin rushed to Hongyi Palace immediately that night, wanting to see the Emperor's reaction, and even played a game of chess with him as a test.
As a result, he found nothing unusual about the Supreme Emperor.
Li Daoxuan seemed to have an answer to Li Shimin's question, but he did not answer immediately. Instead, he waited quietly until the sound of footsteps came from outside.
Wang Bo came with a group of bad guys and placed a statue in the temple.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master just sent word that we are going to look for this statue, and now I have obtained it."
Li Shimin looked at the statue with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He had never seen such a statue before.
It was a statue of a child about one foot tall, with a red bellyband, braids pointing upwards, and black-blue eyes without a trace of white, like the deepest night.
He holds a small jade seal in his left hand, and a pair of black scissors in his right hand. His arms are covered with mysterious patterns, and he has an aura that is both good and evil.
"Your Majesty, this is the statue of the Nightmare Boy. He was originally the son of the Lu family in Shanghe Village. By chance, he became a ghost baby. He has the ability to enter dreams. After being conquered by Pindao, he was granted the title of Nightmare Boy by the Empress in Tsing Yi. God’s position.”
"After it became a nightmare boy, it performed its duties specifically to make those who often do evil things fall into nightmares. Over time, it gained a group of believers, and people gradually worshiped his statue."
Li Daoxuan explained to Li Shimin that he asked Wang Bo to borrow this statue of Nightmare Boy from the homes of common people in Chang'an.
Then he took out a small copper bell from the Three Realms Gourd.
This is the soul-catching bell, which was once the magic weapon used by Zhang Jiuxiao and his son to control Nightmare Tong. Later, Li Daoxuan returned Nightmare Tong's freedom and set up a bridge to allow him to be granted the title of god.
In order to thank Li Daoxuan for his kindness, Nightmare Tong specially gave this bell to Li Daoxuan, and said that no matter when and where, as long as Li Daoxuan rang the soul-catching bell, he would come to help.
Li Daoxuan originally thought that this soul-catching bell would never be used, but he didn't expect that it would be a big favor for him today.
"Your Majesty, the dragon energy in you is too strong. Please leave the room first, let Pindao cast a spell to summon the nightmare boy, and then go to the Supreme Emperor's dream to find out."
Li Shimin's eyes flashed, and a chill suddenly emerged in his heart.
In a dream!
Could it be that the Emperor seemed to be drunk, but in fact he was just using the name of drunkenness to hatch a conspiracy in his dreams?
This statement is ridiculous, but Li Shimin, who has experienced nightmare torture, knows better than anyone that people's dreams can be manipulated by magic, and can even affect reality to a certain extent!
If the Supreme Emperor really planned something in his dream...
Li Shimin's heart sank. This could explain why the Supreme Emperor drank alcohol every day and kept clamoring for better wine. It was not for debauchery and depravity, but to numb him and... escape from this Tai Chi Palace!
Li Shimin left the room, looking slightly dazed.
Li Daoxuan finally shook the soul-catching bell in his hand. The clear ringing sound echoed in the hall, with an inexplicable gloominess. This is a very special sound wave that can attract dead souls and ghosts.
After a while, the candlelight in the room suddenly became erratic, and the eyes of the statue moved slightly and began to become spiritual.
Immediately afterwards, a child's laughter sounded in Li Daoxuan's ears.
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