Zhentanmu killed the fire monster Zheng Fuda, but he used too much force and killed it directly, which Ji Xiang didn't expect.
When the predecessor used the altar wood, it was not so powerful.
No matter how high your kung fu is, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife; no matter how wonderful your magic is, you will be knocked down by a brick.
"You died before I even exerted any force."
Ji Xiang looked at the incense ashes scattered on the ground in front of him. The fire boy in ocher clothes had also run away.
Oops, fellow Taoist didn’t keep me.
Now no one answered his question.
The broken incense was floating in the air. Ji Xiang stepped forward and stretched out his hand. The incense automatically penetrated along the fingertips and was swallowed by Ji Xiang.
Wave the board and take away all the incense, don't waste it.
"The fire spell that burns people appears from the incense, and there are fire monsters who can come and go freely with the help of fire escape... It should be fire escape... This predecessor of mine is really knowledgeable. I have seen this kind of magic before."
"Killing the people who may solve the crime before committing the crime is preparing for a big event."
"This palace is really dangerous. No one can harm a tiger, but a tiger can harm people's hearts."
If you don't call Longde Hall, no one will come in for three to five days.
Therefore, if it is to create a murder case that causes a sensation in the Forbidden City, or to lead some political storms, this is not a good place. Moreover, the palace is the most prestigious place in the Ming Dynasty. Normal wild ghosts will die suddenly if they enter.
"And the fact that the country's authority did not suppress this person shows that he was rewarded not long ago. He is a human, or a ghost, but no matter what he is, he must be a 'righteous god' with a status now."
"But even if you become a righteous god, the Fire Killing Curse can kill a young Taoist priest with low cultivation level, but it cannot kill a member of the royal family who is protected by the power of the country."
"Then, if you can't use the spell to start a fire, you can only use the ordinary method of arson..."
Real high-end assassins always use the most unpretentious means.
Ji Xiang is deducing.
If this righteous god is really planning to set fire to the palace, then his target will be at least a prince or above, and of course Emperor Wanli himself will not be excluded.
The so-called national prestige refers to the power of the country, which is linked to the national destiny. When the country is prosperous, the national prestige will be at its peak. All evil spirits, heretics, and even ghosts will be directly crushed into smoke and dust if they approach a place shrouded by national prestige.
Of course, the state of national prestige is changing, and the national destiny is declining. National prestige will also decline. This power only targets gods, ghosts, and cultivators. If it is a war, mortals will be blessed by national prestige, so mortal wars can even determine the life and death of cultivators and gods and ghosts.
In the Forbidden City, as the only mage, I have to look back, but I can't act rashly. I can only work here because I have been certified by the emperor. If there is no certification, under the influence of the country, my magical powers will immediately collapse and my magic power will be locked up. Become a mortal.
This is the Forbidden City.
This is supposed to be the largest forbidden land in the world.
But now it seems a little unworthy of the name?
Ji Xiang inherited the cultivation level of the little Taoist priest, which was only the second level of "hundred-day foundation building". However, after the rebirth of flesh and blood, the new bones were the color of white jade, and the tendons in the body were golden and had strong flexibility.
Breaking and then standing up again, this is the third realm, golden sinews and jade bones.
I found new clothes from the Longde Hall and put them on. I wore a blue silk scarf on my head, a sky blue turtle and snake pattern crane cloak on my body, and white feathers on my shoulders.
The early morning sunlight shines through the paper window into this dark room, and the dust particles are particularly obvious under the sunlight.
Ji Xiang got dressed, walked to the incense burner, and straightened the incense burner.
I just threw the incense burner out. It felt so good, but now it's so troublesome to clean it.
After cleaning up the incense ashes on the ground, I picked up some incense ashes and looked at them.
This is the time.
The door to the courtyard outside Longde Hall was pushed open.
"squeak....."
Longde Hall is at the innermost part of this courtyard. From a bird's eye view, it is a long and narrow rectangle, facing north and south.
The sound was so loud that Ji Xiang heard it and turned around from the incense burner:
"You just came in without any announcement or any publicity?"
"In the memory of this predecessor, it seems that it was two days ago since the last time someone from the palace came to deliver clothes. Why is there sudden movement today in a place where no one has been for three to five days?"
Someone must have informed the big shots that they came here to pray for blessings...Forget it, it seems that no big shots have come to this palace since Emperor Wanli ascended the throne.
Ji Xiang flicked the incense ash from his fingertips, turned around and opened the door of Longde Hall, and suddenly remembered.
Did that boy just say that a master wanted to come here to see his body?
Ji Xiang's eyes suddenly became serious.
When I opened the palace door, the first thing I saw was a eunuch.
Then he looked over slightly, and what he could see was a young royal boy wearing regular clothes.
A black gauze crown with folded corners and wings, a red plate-collared robe with narrow sleeves, a gold-woven dragon on the front, back and shoulders, and leather boots with jade belts.
He looked pretty good, but his mental state seemed not to be very good, and there was always a gloomy look between his eyebrows.
There are also few followers around him. Except for the eunuch who leads the way, there are only two palace attendants and no palace maids.
From the moment he opened the door and came in, Ji Xiang felt that something was wrong with the young man's demeanor and movements. He did not make a loud announcement, but just walked quietly. Although he was wearing royal uniform, the color was obviously dull and not bright new clothes.
Ji Xiang had never seen this person in his memory, and he didn't know him at all. This must be his first time here.
The eunuch came soon. Ji Xiang greeted him and removed him. The eunuch said:
"Your Highness, the eldest prince, comes to Longde Hall to pray for Concubine Gong."
The eldest prince?
Ji Xiang lowered his eyes and frowned.
Emperor Wanli’s son should be...
Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo, Emperor Taichang.
The future Mingguang Sect, the current eldest prince Zhu Changluo, was born in the tenth year of Wanli and is fifteen years old this year.
This person's resume is very sad. His biological mother was a palace maid, and he was not favored by Emperor Wanli. So much so that the emperor and another "Zheng Guifei" wanted to get rid of him anytime and anywhere. He has been ostracized in the palace since he was born.
Emperor Wanli kept delaying and did not want to appoint him as the prince, so he was not allowed to leave the cabinet to receive education until he was thirteen years old, two years ago. However, he was not allowed to wear the clothes of the prince, let alone follow the rules of the prince.
So his formal clothes are other people's regular clothes.
Being unpopular all year round made his character appear dull and gloomy.
Ji Xiang slowly opened the door and stood aside. He didn't know how to talk to him, so he just stood there with his eyes closed and bowed to people as they came in.
There was something strange about that young man.
He had been staring at Ji Xiang since he came in. He couldn't take his eyes away.
Ji Xiang didn't raise his head, but he could feel the strangeness in his eyes...with a sense of doubt.
I was thinking in my heart that maybe the "Lord" that the boy called just now was the eldest prince?
This is somewhat interesting, but cannot be confirmed yet.
A suspect is just a suspect after all.
A eunuch was offering incense. At this time, the gloomy eldest prince suddenly spoke to Ji Xiang:
"Taoist Priest, I have never prayed before and I don't know the methods and rules. Can you please give me some guidance?"
Because the eldest prince Zhu Changluo has not been crowned king, nor is he a prince, nor has he reached adulthood, he uses the word "I" to refer to himself like ordinary people. He cannot call himself my palace, nor my king, let alone a lonely person. .
Ji Xiang saluted Zhu Changluo again, and then watched Zhu Changluo pick up the incense and stand in front of the incense burner. At this time, Ji Xiang didn't know what medicine the eldest prince was selling in his gourd, so he just responded to his question. Thinking about it, he started to mutter something:
"Please light three incense, face the statue of the god, bow to salute, and use your left hand to burn the incense..."
"The three pillars of incense should be inserted straight and level, one inch apart from each other."
"Insert the first stick of incense with your thumb and middle finger, in the middle."
"Insert the second incense stick between your thumb and ring finger, on the left side."
"Insert the third incense stick between your thumb and index finger, on the right side."
After Zhu Changluo put in three sticks of incense, green smoke curled up, but he did not stare at the statue of Sanqing, but kept looking at the three sticks of incense.
"Taoist Priest..."
Zhu Changluo turned his head slightly at this time and looked at the expressionless Ji Xiang from the corner of his eye.
"..."
Ji Xiang felt a very familiar aura from the eldest prince in front of him.
It was very similar to the smell of the two fire monsters I just encountered. It was a kind of incense smell!
The corner of Zhu Changluo's mouth curled up:
"you say...."
"Can the dead be resurrected?"
