Li Daoxuan carefully observed Xiaobai on his wrist and even opened his heavenly eye.
Under the eyes of the sky, the white snake's body bloomed with gleaming brilliance, and a bright figure was faintly visible, which was the true spirit that gradually took shape after it broke through the Yin Shen realm.
Lines of incense and divine power swirled around it, like invisible auspicious clouds, quite aura of a fairy.
It is obvious that Xiao Bai is gradually losing his demon body and evolving towards a fairy or divine beast. This potential and aptitude are probably not inferior to those of the legendary Bai Suzhen.
"Master, Xiaobai will sleep for a while first..."
White Snake murmured softly, and then quickly fell into a deep sleep, lying motionless on Li Daoxuan's wrist.
After going through the tribulation and molting its skin, it looked very tired.
"Woof woof, Xiaobai, come and fight with me!"
Xiaotian looked very excited. Hearing that Xiaobai had caused a thunderstorm, his heart boiled with fighting spirit. He wanted to show off in front of the master and prove who was the best fighting beast around him.
"Why are you sleeping? Come and fight with me!"
"If you lose, you will call me boss from now on!"
"Woof woof, if you don't get up, I'm going to take action!"
Li Daoxuan glanced at it, then gently patted the Three Realms Gourd on his waist and sucked it in. Suddenly the whole world became quiet.
In the Three Realm Gourd, Xiaotian fell from the sky and made a big hole in the ground.
It looked up to the sky and roared, filled with grief and anger.
The master is partial. In order to protect Xiaobai, he even put himself into the gourd. Huh, doesn't it just attract lightning disaster?
I, Xiaotian, can do it too!
It worked so hard that a dog actually sat cross-legged like a human and began to practice hard.
Xiaobai must not be allowed to be more beautiful than before. The master’s favorite beast can only be himself!
Outside the gourd.
Li Dao
At this time, a paper crane flew over.
"Taichong, everything is ready, they can come to see you tomorrow."
This is Li Shimin's voice.
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly. The people his Majesty referred to were the members of the first generation of Hidden Dragon. Li Daoxuan had high hopes for this organization that was about to be established.
The Tang Dynasty cannot rely on him alone. A glorious empire must have its own sharp sword.
Li Dao
Royal power, wealth and honor have never been his pursuit.
By then, the Hidden Dragon will be a weapon to protect the empire, but currently they still need to grow.
“I don’t know which path of immortality they will choose?”
Li Daoxuan smiled, with a bit of expectation in his eyes.
…
Manna Hall.
Lou Ling, a girl in a black robe, saw the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, but strangely, there was no eunuch around, not even the bad handsome man who summoned her back to the capital.
Li Shimin looked at her and said calmly: "There is no need to be confused. Next you will hear a top-secret matter. In the entire Tang Dynasty, only two people currently know the full content. One is me and the other is the Imperial Master."
Lou Ling's eyes moved, and she remembered the formations she had discovered when she entered Chang'an. As expected, it seemed that His Majesty and the Imperial Advisor were planning something.
In this case, that magnificent formation should be the work of the national master.
"There are so many talented people in the world. Originally, you had no chance to enter Hidden Dragon, but the Imperial Master is optimistic about you, so work hard and don't let Taichong down."
Hidden Dragon...
Hearing this name, Lou Ling felt waves in his heart.
As a captain among the bad guys, she had long heard that His Majesty was planning to establish an organization called Hidden Dragon. Hidden Dragon members were more valuable than more valuable. Not only could they enjoy massive training resources, but they could also get the help of the National Master Li Daoxuan. Personal guidance!
All the bad guys in the world want to join the Hidden Dragon. Even a blind person can see that this is a perfect opportunity to reach the sky in one step!
But Lou Ling didn't think much about it before, because she was withdrawn, had few friends, and had no support in the court. She had a big quarrel with Li Chunfeng because of that incident, and then she took the initiative to ask for a transfer and left angrily. Beijing.
If it weren't for the request of the national master, even a bad captain might not be able to get such a good thing as entering the Hidden Dragon, let alone she was just a captain.
Li Doxuan...
Lou Ling recited this name silently in her heart.
"Taichong believes that Hidden Dragons should hide under the Nine Earths and should not reveal their identities, so they have prepared different masks for you."
Li Shimin gently pressed the mechanism on the dragon chair, and a wall slowly opened, revealing a secret room filled with masks of various colors, all made of a special kind of bronze, mysterious and vicissitudes of life.
The Third Prince of Nezha, the King of Tota, the Nine-Yao Star Official, the Fourth Level Merit Cao...
Each mask actually corresponds to a different god and Buddha!
"These masks are made by Qin Tianjian. They can block the prying eyes of Yuanshen and Dharma Eyes, and they can also hide their breath. They are all low-grade magic weapons. Now, you can choose one."
Lou Ling was a little surprised. Every mask was a low-grade magic weapon?
Although it is low-grade, magic weapons are very precious. Most bad people only have one or two magic weapons in their hands. Even she, the captain, only has one magic weapon, which is the golden bow.
And it's just inferior quality.
Lou Ling looked at the masks of gods and Buddhas, her eyes slightly confused, but soon, her eyes stopped on a mask, and she made her choice without hesitation.
Li Shimin had a strange look in his eyes and said, "Do you really want to choose this?"
Lou Ling bowed and said firmly: "Your Majesty, I want this!"
…
The next day, dawn.
Lou Ling, who had already put on a mask, was walking in Xuandu Temple. The Taoists around her turned a blind eye and allowed her to walk to the backyard without seeming to notice.
But if someone observes carefully, they will find that the fallen leaves on the ground are suddenly trampled to pieces, forming shallow footprints.
This is the unique ability of the mask, it can hold its breath and become invisible!
It is equivalent to the invisibility charm in Taoism, but it is not a one-time consumable, but has three invisibility opportunities every day, each lasting half an hour.
Lou Ling arrived outside the small courtyard of Xuandu. In an instant, several eyes looked at her.
It was a group of people who also wore masks of gods and Buddhas. There were six people in total. Because of the induction between the masks, they immediately discovered the invisible Lou Ling.
When they saw the mask Lou Ling was wearing, their eyes all showed curiosity and amusement.
"You are so bold, you dare to choose this god. Don't you know that the man in the yard..."
A man wearing a God of Cookery mask seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by another man wearing a canopy marshal mask.
"Okay, don't talk about it. We are all here now. Let's go in together to pay homage to the Imperial Master."
The man wearing the canopy marshal mask was tall and tall, with a fierce aura, and a body full of vitality, like a rolling oven. His words were quite strong, and he invisibly placed himself in the position of a leader.
The person wearing the mask of the God of Cookery was a fat man, dressed in silk and satin. He looked like a rich landowner with a big belly, which made Lou Ling frown slightly.
She began to observe everyone silently.
There are seven people in total, which means that there are currently only seven candidates for the first generation Hidden Dragon.
Among the seven people, the one wearing the canopy mask was probably from a bad person and had a high position, because he immediately said that everyone was here after seeing him arrive.
It means that he knew in advance that there were seven people in Hidden Dragon!
In addition to Marshal Tianpeng, there were two other people who should have been in the military. Although they did not speak, they had a unique military temperament in their movements.
Silent, restrained and perseverant.
The two people were a man and a woman. The man wore a mask of the Fire God Zhurong, and the woman wore a mask of the Mother of Lightning and a purple robe. Her figure was slender and graceful, which made the man wearing the Yue Lao mask look at him frequently.
The last one is a man in green robes, wearing a Green Emperor mask, standing in the corner, with an extremely weak sense of presence.
When Lou Ling passed by him, the demon-hunting bell on his waist rang softly, indicating that he was probably not a human.
If it were in the past, Lou Ling would definitely take action to subdue the demon, but outside the small courtyard of Xuandu, she did not act rashly. Not only she, but others also discovered that the man wearing the Qing Emperor mask was not a human race, but they all tacitly did not mention it. .
What they can all see, the Imperial Preceptor must also be able to see. No one dares to raise objections to the Imperial Preceptor's arrangements.
Hidden Dragons must obey the orders of their leader unconditionally. This is an iron law.
Tianpeng, God of Cookery, Zhu Rong, Dian Mu, Yuelao, Qingdi, and the immortal chosen by Lou Ling, these are all the members of the first generation Hidden Dragon.
Next, they will enter this legendary courtyard and meet the leader they single-handedly selected, the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty with his illustrious status and glorious record.
After stepping into the door of the small courtyard, Lou Ling found that even the most carefree God of Cookery straightened up and his temperament became a little solemn.
The others were no exception. Even the strong man wearing a canopy mask couldn't help but walk softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the courtyard.
What comes into view is Lili's green grass, bright flowers, meandering water bottles, pavilions and pavilions.
Strictly speaking, this place is not luxurious, but in the eyes of everyone, it is more beautiful and attractive than the palace. Stepping into this door, I feel that the aura around me is instantly stronger several times. Smelling the fragrance of flowers, my soul seems to have become extra special. calm.
Lou Ling's heart was moved. She had heard that this place was originally the residence of a fairy named Taizhen. Later, Taizhen went on a trip and donated this place to the national master Li Daoxuan. She did not know whether it was true or not.
For them, Yangshen is already the supreme realm, and the immortals above Yangshen... have always only existed in story books.
"Look, it's Zhenren Li!"
"Shh, please keep your voice down, the Imperial Master seems to be taking a nap!"
I saw a handsome Taoist in white sleeping on his side on the rattan bed in the middle of the sea of flowers. His whole body was relaxed and stretched like the trees in the green mountains. His breath was long and as clear as the wind in the nine heavens.
With each breath, the Taoist robe floats and dances, as if there is an invisible air surrounding the body, so light that it seems to be feathering away.
Li Daoxuan seemed to be asleep.
No one dared to disturb his rest and could only stand there and wait quietly.
This stop lasted half an hour.
At this moment, everyone's personality differences began to show. The most relaxed man was the man wearing the Yue Lao mask. He actually sat down directly, took out an ancient book and read it carefully, without paying any attention to Canopy's scorching gaze.
After a while, the fat man wearing the God of Cookery mask couldn't hold on any longer. He panted and sat down, took out dozens of skewers of barbecue and good rice wine from the storage vessel, and ate them while waiting.
"Brother, would you like some?"
He also handed Yue Lao a bunch. Yue Lao smelled the fragrance and did not refuse. He picked up a bunch and started eating. The two of them whispered, and they seemed to have the same smell, and they quickly became familiar with each other.
It is worth mentioning that when eating and drinking, they only lift up a corner of their masks, exposing only their mouths.
The others continued to stand motionless.
Time passed little by little, and another two hours passed, and it was already noon.
The first person who couldn't help it was the man wearing the Qingdi mask. He seemed to dislike the sun, so he hid under a willow tree. Finally, under the temptation of the God of Cookery and Yue Lao, he also joined the team of foodies.
The fat man is worthy of wearing the God of Cookery mask. There is almost an inexhaustible supply of delicacies in the storage instruments, and the fragrance even overwhelms the fragrance of the flowers in the yard.
"It's not good for us to do this. What if the national master wakes up and blames us?"
The man in the Qingdi mask said worriedly.
The fat man paused for a moment, and suddenly felt that the food in his mouth no longer tasted good.
He thought about it seriously and said, "What you said makes sense. When the Imperial Master wakes up, I'm afraid we should be blamed for not waiting for something delicious to eat."
The man wearing the Qingdi mask: "..."
The man wearing the Yue Lao mask smiled casually and said: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, the Imperial Master will never blame you!"
"Are you familiar with the Imperial Master?"
"Ripe, too ripe!"
"Let's put it this way, the two of us are as good as wearing a pair of pants!"
On the rattan bed, Li Daoxuan, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, froze slightly, and his breathing almost stopped.
As expected, this guy is still as arrogant as before...
Except for the three brothers who were eating and drinking, the other four were all from bad backgrounds, talented people selected from hundreds of thousands of troops. No matter how hot the sun was, they still held their heads high and waited quietly, without being impatient or impatient. .
But there are differences between them.
Tianpeng and Zhu Rong were simply resisting and standing there with their strong willpower, but Lou Ling and Dian Mu were different. They looked at Li Daoxuan, carefully observed the ups and downs of his breathing, and gradually fell into an epiphany.
A moment later, Mother Dian was shocked and blurted out: "Hold the center and hold one in the arms, with the heart and mind connected. I understand. This is a profound breathing method. The national master... is preaching to us!" "
Lou Ling's eyes were absent-minded, as if he was completely immersed in the strange breathing rhythm. It seemed as if a long wind was blowing in his ears, exchanging clouds with the blue sky, and naturally dependent on the mountains and rivers.
For a long time, her cold star-like eyes shone brightly.
"So that's it. Use the "Dragon Subduing Hand" to bring back the "true meaning of the soul", and use the "Qinglong Sword" to cut off distracting thoughts. Only in this way can we achieve the wonderful state of being united and heart-to-heart!"
She glanced at the others and said calmly: "It seems that the Imperial Master is not only preaching, but also testing us."
Hearing this, the three brothers who were eating and drinking were shocked. They quickly wiped their mouths and looked at Li Daoxuan with bated breath.
Tianpeng and Zhu Rong were greatly shocked, looking at Dian Mu and Lou Ling with particularly complicated expressions.
What and what, what are they talking about?
Why is it that we almost feel sleepy while watching the Imperial Master sleep, but others see a powerful skill?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
However, not long after, the fat man wearing the mask of the God of Cookery suddenly shouted.
"Damn, this is really a skill!"
Tianpeng and Zhu Rong looked at each other, then silently withdrew their eyes, nodded to each other, their eyes wandering.
"Ahem, I can see it too, it's really amazing!"
"Yes, it's such a powerful technique, I've benefited a lot, I've benefited a lot!"
