Zhongjing, Imperial Study Room.
"Kui Mulang?" The Minister of Literature and the Prime Minister looked at Ye Heng with a proud expression in confusion, "Chen Luo has opened a new Tiandao bloodline of the wolf clan?"
Later, Han Qingzhu thought thoughtfully and said: "In the battle of the bloodline tide, Lang Mie wanted to combine the bloodline of the wolf clan and the three body skills of Buddhism to break through the shackles of the ancestral demon, but was destroyed by Chen Luo, and his efforts fell short. The shadow of the bloodline ancestors collapsed, and now the wolf The clan no longer has the blood of the ancestral demon!"
"If the bloodline of Kui Mulang is in the hands of the imperial court, wouldn't it turn the wolf into a dog? From now on, the wolf problem in the Southern Wilderness will be eradicated!"
Minister of Literature Zhou Zuofeng also nodded approvingly: "Half of the chaos in the Southern Wilderness lies with the tiger and wolf tribes. If the wolf tribe is in the hands of our human tribe and we use the strategy of driving away the wolves and devouring the tigers, the Southern Wilderness can be pacified!"
"If you are talking about the Tiger Clan, you should be cautious!" Han Qingzhu shook his head, "The Tiger Clan's six branches and four major clans are the most powerful in the Southern Wilderness. If you are not fully prepared, you should not start the war lightly. After all, the north is the most important."
"Speaking of which, I heard that Feng Nanzhi, the female emperor of the Tiger Clan, was brought up by the Lord of Qingqiu and educated by Confucianism. Over the years, she has restrained the Tiger Clan from invading our Daxuan territory. She is someone we can befriend."
"The heart of a tiger or a wolf is unpredictable." Zhou Zuofeng frowned and said solemnly, "It is still unclear whether the Empress of the Tiger Clan is sincerely restraining her, or is waiting for an opportunity."
"Now that the wolf clan is at hand, we can actually arrange some tricks."
Han Qingzhu nodded and sighed: "Unfortunately... the White Tiger Empress lives in seclusion and only appeared a few times at the Southern Wilderness Saint Lord Meeting. She is extremely mysterious and cannot further deduce her thoughts."
"It would be nice if we could find someone close to her and get to know her better."
Listening to the back-and-forth discussion between the two prime ministers, the smile on Ye Heng's face gradually solidified.
Hey hey hey, I'm still here.
Can you give me some feedback when discussing these important matters?
In a room for three people, how could I become the redundant one?
The great scholar from Chunqiu Hall who compiled the records of my daily life is behind the screen, holding a pen and preparing to write.
Why don't you give me some face?
Isn't it my fault?
Don’t I have to stamp this?
But when he heard them mention the Tiger Clan Empress, Ye Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.
Regarding Kuimu Lang, the information about the way of heaven that he received seemed to mention White Tiger.
Kui Mulang is one of the seven constellations of the Western White Tiger.
Could it be possible that White Tiger could also meddle with Kuimulang's bloodline?
but……
Chen Luo wrote it, so that’s no problem.
That brat, with his eight hundred thoughts, will never suffer a loss.
Maybe he was fishing for that little white tiger!
Um? Fishing for little white tigers?
Ye Heng suddenly became excited and was startled by his random thoughts, but then his eyes lit up.
yes! Isn't this just teasing others?
At this time, he ignored the heated discussion between the two prime ministers, and instead thought deeply about this idea. The more he thought about it, the more reliable it became.
In terms of age, the little white tiger seems to be in his mid-twenties, a little older than Chen Luo.
But what does that matter!
When I was young, I didn’t know how good my sister was, so I only regarded Lolita as a treasure!
The crabapples overwhelm the pear trees, and you can only imagine how many flowers have fallen in the dream.
Wonderful(●ω●)
Let’s talk about status. As the master of human martial arts, I am more than enough to have a white tiger bloodline. If we talk about the title, the human race prince is really close to the demon race empress, but it doesn't matter, I can give him a promotion!
"Your Majesty!" Zhou Zuofeng suddenly noticed Ye Heng who was meditating on the side, and then realized that he was in the imperial study room now. He and Han Qingzhu, a fool, seemed to be neglecting Emperor Daxuan.
Unexpectedly, just when he wanted to bring Ye Heng into the discussion, Ye Heng waved his hand and said impatiently: "You guys are talking about yourselves."
"I'm thinking about something big (C) (P)!"
Han Qingzhu and Zhou Zuofeng looked at each other.
What big things can you think of?
But don't tell me, Ye Heng really thought of something big.
At this time, he was frowning because he suddenly discovered that there was a big loophole in his idea.
That is, Chen Luo and Yun Siyao have made a private decision for life, and they are waiting for the Bamboo Sage to come back from heaven and find employment with Emperor Yunlong.
This... is not easy to handle.
But since that's the case, what exactly does Chen Luo mean?
Joining Kuimulang's bloodline is a big gift!
There is definitely something fishy here!
Ye Heng seemed to notice some unusual clues.
timeline!
Chen Luo had been alone in Nanhuang for half a year.
Could it be...
After all, he is a handsome young man, after all, he is too frivolous when he is young...
Ye Heng narrowed his eyes and recalled the past when he went out to play in the palace when he was young.
That year the spring rain fell in the south of the Yangtze River;
That year, I traveled to Daming Lake;
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.
I--
I still remember the fragrance of flowers that year and month;
Still remember that girl there that year...
"Your Majesty!" Han Qingzhu called, pulling Ye Heng out of his memories.
"My dear, what's the matter?" Ye Heng came back to his senses and looked at Han Qingzhu.
Han Qingzhu forced a smile: "Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"
"What are you thinking about? You're not thinking about anything!" Ye Heng quickly denied it.
Han Qingzhu and Zhou Zuofeng looked at each other.
Pooh!
You laughed out loud.
At this time, Ye Heng also thought of Chen Luo from his past.
He didn’t run away, that’s for sure!
My guess is absolutely correct!
Tsk tsk tsk, what a skill!
Princess Yunlong, White Tiger Empress!
This kind of thing is beyond the scope of what he, the Daxuan Emperor, can help.
Apart from anything else, the second daughter of Zhulin cannot afford to offend her.
Forget it, keep the same in the face of changes and wait and see what happens.
Anyway, I'm just a sealer and don't know anything. This is reasonable.
Chen Luo, I support you mentally!
you can!
Ye Heng stood up from the dragon chair, looked at Nanhuang with a smile, and said calmly: "Two prime ministers, don't be sad!"
"The Tiger Clan may have changed!"
Zhou Zuofeng and Han Qingzhu were stunned. They looked at the confident emperor in front of them, raised their hands and asked, "May I ask Your Majesty, where did the change come from?"
Ye Heng waved his hand, looking enigmatic.
"Don't say it, don't say it..."
Behind the screen, the great scholar who recorded daily notes wrote: On October 13th, the emperor discussed the affairs of the wolf clan with the two ministers Wen and Zheng, and mentioned the tiger clan. The emperor stood up and looked south, saying that there might be changes in the tiger clan. When the two prime ministers asked about the reason, the emperor smiled and remained silent.
…
Southern Wilderness, Weihu Mountain.
After the secret guard took the order and left, Feng Nanzhi naturally placed one hand on her lower abdomen, and held the long hair on her temples with the other hand. Her majestic face became a bit softer.
She experienced the feeling that suddenly arose in her heart again and again, and confirmed that it was not an illusion caused by a strange change in her mind.
Humph, my majestic empress, how could my mind change?
The corners of Feng Nanzhi's mouth raised slightly unnaturally, and then she controlled it forcefully and pulled the corners of her mouth back to their original positions.
Who cares about the Kuimulang bloodline?
In the information Feng Nanzhi sensed, Tiandao evolved into the Kuimulang bloodline and fell into the wolf clan. This bloodline is canonized by the human race court, and can also be deprived of it by the human race court.
Similar to the previous Zhenshan Black Bear and Tianpeng bloodlines.
But there are differences.
That is, whether the Kuimulang bloodline can be promoted to the ancestral demon is determined by the white tiger bloodline.
Not the Tiger Clan, but simply the White Tiger bloodline.
This is a bit like the relationship between the county magistrate and the current management.
To give an inappropriate example, the human race can decide whether you are alive, while the white tiger can decide how well you live.
In other words, Feng Nanzhi can mobilize this bloodline to do anything except deal with the human race.
Feng Nanzhi can be sure that Chen Luo is absolutely unaware of the existence of the fetus in his belly; that is to say, this is the bodyguard he gave to him...
Feng Nanzhi bit her lips to prevent her happiness from showing.
Humph, I am the empress of the tiger clan, with ancestral monsters like clouds and great sages like rain under my command. Do I still need you to arrange escorts for me?
Forget it, it just so happens that the little heartless kid in your belly won't be exposed in the future, so just keep it and leave it to her.
"If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't care!"
Feng Nanzhi murmured softly, and finally the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of sweetness in her voice.
After digesting this layer of sensory information, Feng Nanzhi regained her mind and prepared to continue practicing. However, as soon as she mobilized the power of her blood to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, she suddenly frowned and realized something was wrong.
The so-called sun essence and moon essence does not mean that only the sun essence is absorbed during the day and the moon essence is absorbed at night. In fact, it can be absorbed both day and night. It is just that the sun essence is absorbed more easily during the day, while the moon essence is more concentrated at night.
But just when Feng Nanzhi absorbed the sun essence and moonlight, she suddenly sensed the third power.
This third type of power does not have the natural explosion of Sun Jing, nor the deliberate gentleness of Yue Hua. It carries a lingering momentum, but leaves no trace.
If we must describe it, a poem by Du Fu of the human race can describe it appropriately: Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
It seems to be very suitable for the cultivation of the demon bloodline.
This aroused Feng Nanzhi's idea.
Just half an hour ago, she didn't feel this way when she was practicing, but how could this power suddenly appear?
She re-circulated the power of her bloodline, and sure enough, she felt the emergence of that power again. But this time, she did not stop, but carefully sensed it. Soon, Feng Nanzhi seemed to see a starry sky in her soul.
To the west of the starry sky, there are seven stars, six of which are dim, but one is bright and clear.
This power is transmitted from that bright star.
"This is...the power of stars?" Feng Nanzhi frowned slightly.
Regarding the power of stars, the demon clan has long had legends. It is said that compared to the sun and the moon, the stars are the most suitable source of power for the demon clan. Just like this, when the demon clan returns to its ancestors, what condenses is a star.
It's just that in the ancient lich war, although the demon clan won in the end, the price paid was not unbearable. In the final battle, many great witches fought to the death and shattered the demon clan's star sea sky.
If you want to use a metaphor, breaking the sky of the demon clan's star sea is like cutting off the Confucianism avenue of the human race.
Since then, the demon clan has replaced the stars with the sun and the moon. Over time, everyone in the world thought that the demon clan was born to rely on the sun and the moon to practice, but they did not know the existence of the power of the stars. There is no such thing as a star demon in the world.
"What on earth did he write!" After Feng Nanzhi confirmed that it was the power of stars, a surprised expression appeared on her face for the first time.
What content did Chen Luo write that actually allowed her to sense the already legendary Star Sea Sky Canopy and receive the power of the stars.
Not only her, but also the Kui Mulang bloodline will be able to feel the sky of this sea of stars in the future and use the power of the stars to practice.
Feng Nanzhi's soul swept across the six stars that were still dim, and she vaguely felt that when the remaining six stars lit up, they could also provide her with star power.
Seven for one!
The seven stars are endless and the white tiger is immortal!
White Tiger’s star bloodline!
This is Chen Luo’s real handiwork!
Of course, if she wants to obtain the immortal bloodline of the White Tiger, Feng Nanzhi must be recognized by the human race.
Feng Nanzhi's chest rose and fell violently. She, who had always been proud, felt like she admired someone for the first time.
If she had unspeakable feelings and entanglements towards Chen Luo before, compared to Chen Luo, she would rather miss the golden crow. Then this time, she really admired Chen Luo from the bottom of her heart. Feelings.
"It's just..." Feng Nanzhi murmured, "I am the Empress of the Tiger Clan, how can I accept the canonization of the human race!"
Feng Nanzhi let out a long breath and was about to exit the starry sky when she suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen!
"Huh?" Feng Nanzhi frowned. As a first-time mother, she had no experience and didn't know why she was acting like this. She could only quickly mobilize the power of her soul to comfort the fetus.
However, Feng Nanzhi did not notice that at the moment she withdrew her soul, stars lit up one by one in the sky of the soul, and the stars shone in the blink of an eye.
It's just that these stars only flickered for a moment, seeming to resonate with something, and then quietly retreated.
When the stars dimmed again, Feng Nanzhi also felt that her abdominal pain had disappeared.
At this time, Feng Nanzhi ignored the soul star, but stared blankly at her belly with a puzzled look on her face.
"Is she about to give birth?" Feng Nanzhi hesitated, "Or did she just have fetal gas?"
"Forget it, just practice for two hours every day from now on."
Feng Nanzhi looked at her belly and sighed: "You are really troublesome."
…
Square inch mountain.
Chen Luo raised his head from the desk.
"Strange, he actually fell asleep!" Chen Luo yawned. He had just finished writing the chapter about the yellow-robed monster Kui Mulan, but he felt a sense of sleepiness inexplicably, so he fell asleep on his desk.
Rubbing his temples, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have dreamed of a bright starry sky, and in that starry sky, every star was pregnant with a great demon.
When he has reached this level of cultivation, he would not have dreamed in vain unless someone specially used his magical powers.
It seems to be related to the manuscript of "Journey to the West" written by myself.
Chen Luo glanced at the finished Chapter 31, thoughtfully.
"It seems that the appearance of Kui Mulang has opened up the star official system!" Chen Luo nodded. It seems that this is what the 80% achievement is like.
Not to mention anything else, the power of chaos in his body seemed to have dissipated a lot, and it was not enough to write another chapter.
"Tiandao is deducting fees. Why is it like some apps that secretly use traffic in the background..." Chen Luo complained and frowned again.
He remembered that at the last moment of the dream, the stars suddenly shone together. It didn't last long, only two or three seconds, but he seemed to have a feeling of accelerated heartbeat and palpitating soul.
"What's going on?" Chen Luo sensed it again, but could no longer sense that feeling.
"Is someone trying to plot against me?" A thought came to Chen Luo's mind, and he shook his head, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't feel like this."
"Forget it, I'll ask my master if I have a chance. He must know." After thinking for a long time but still having no answer, Chen Luo finally decided to ask for help outside the court.
"But Master's place..."
Chen Luo sighed again.
Don’t go there anytime soon.
He respects the elderly, but now the master may not necessarily love the young!
By the way, Sister-in-law Jianjia said that the master asked for a song with a more vicissitude of life.
Let’s start with this one!
Chen Luo took a look at the manuscript. Now Tang Seng and his disciples have also suffered a lot. They just experienced a breakup. Now, after Kuimulang, they have reconciled and continue their journey westward.
This feeling, this scene, this moment, this song is perfect!
So Chen Luo picked up his pen and appended a song he had known since childhood to the back of the manuscript——
"You carry the burden and I hold the horse."
"Welcome the sunrise and bid farewell to the sunset"
"Elevate the bumps and become a great road; overcome the difficulties and dangers and set out again, and set out again"
"La-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la"
"A series of spring, autumn, winter and summer; a series of ups and downs"
"where is the road"
"The road is at your feet..."
Just when Chen Luo finished writing this melody, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Master Hou, Miss Luo is here!" Mastiff Lingling said outside the door.
Chen Luo was stunned: "Red slave?"
Then Chen Luo put down his pen and responded, then he saw the study door opened and Luo Hongnu walked in.
…
"Young Master..." The last time Chen Luo flew to Dongcang on Fangcun Mountain, Luo Hongnu, who was one of his own, had naturally seen Chen Luo's wooden body, and was not surprised. He gave him a blessing, but his eyes were still there. It fell on Chen Luo.
Today, Luo Hongnu is a world-famous folk artist, and is even known as the opera fairy among the people. His appearance and temperament have improved a lot compared to before, and every move seems to have thousands of charms.
The moment she saw Chen Luo, the drama fairy seemed to turn into a maid again. After the ceremony, she saw that the teacup on Chen Luo's table was empty, and she quickly stepped forward to pour tea, acting naturally.
Chen Luo was not surprised and asked directly: "Why are you here at Fangcun Mountain? Did something happen in Dongcang City?"
"Well, first of all, I missed the young master, so I came here with an excuse to meet him." Luo Hongnu handed the hot tea to Chen Luo. Although his face turned red as he spoke, he spoke frankly.
"Secondly, there is indeed a difficult matter in Dongcang. Qin Chengshou was worried that the letter could not be explained clearly, so he specially asked me to come and ask the Marquis for his opinion."
"What's the matter?" Chen Luo also took the tea from Luo Hongnu's hand naturally and asked.
"Recently, a group of people were arrested in the city." When talking about business, Luo Hongnu said with a solemn expression, "They are followers of pseudo-Buddhism in the Western Regions."
"Male and female, old and young."
"When they resisted during the arrest, the city guards were ruthless and killed more than a dozen of them."
Chen Luo frowned slightly after hearing Luo Hongnu's words.
In Dongcang City, there are actually pseudo-Buddhist believers?
That was his base camp, Chen Luo.
If the city guards can be forced to take action, there must be warriors among those who resist.
"What's going on?" Chen Luo also realized the seriousness of the problem and put down his teacup, "What does Qin Zhenshou think?"
Luo Hongnu sat opposite Chen Luo, considered it for a moment, and said, "Qin Zhenshou said that the teachings of false Buddhas are indeed tempting."
"Even in Dongcang, even though some are even warriors, there will always be unsatisfactory things. As a result, there will be a gap in the heart."
"The pseudo-Buddha disciple disguised himself as an ordinary person and took this opportunity to defeat his defenses. By the time the other party realized that he had believed in the pseudo-Buddha, he had already been brainwashed."
"In fact, this matter has never been eliminated in Daxuan. It was only discovered for the first time in Dongcang recently, which aroused the vigilance of the garrison."
Chen Luo thought for a moment and said, "In Journey to the West, I once named Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism. Doesn't this have any effect?"
Luo Hongnu thought for a while and replied: "Due to acting, I have gone to many places and met many people. The young master's teachings of Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism are indeed very effective. What about the Buddhists in the Western Regions? People, it’s not as easy as it used to be.”
"only……"
Speaking of this, Luo Hongnu paused and looked at Chen Luo.
"Just what? You just said it doesn't matter..."
Luo Hongnu was encouraged by Chen Luo, took a deep breath and said: "Nowadays, the Shaolin Temple that practices Mahayana Buddhism enshrines Buddhist scriptures!"
"Shaolin disciples also keep preaching Zen Buddhism. Unfortunately, from the slave's point of view, something is missing after all."
Chen Luo looked at Luo Hongnu, thought for a moment, and nodded: "It lacks agility and image."
"Exactly!" Luo Hongnu nodded, "When I perform on the stage, I feel deeply. No matter how profound the truth is, through the way of acting, the audience can quickly accept and understand it."
"When the pseudo-Buddhas of the Western Regions confuse others, they will also tell some stories of their predecessors and use some Buddhist magical powers, which makes people have no choice but to believe them."
"On the other hand, looking at Hou Ye's Mahayana Buddhism, the Buddhist scriptures are boring, and there are very few disciples who can really explain them interestingly. Although "Journey to the West" is beautiful, the Buddhist principles are deeply hidden in it."
"There are even Buddhist disciples from the Western Regions who use the banner of Mahayana Buddhism to promote the false Buddhist teachings of the Western Regions."
"For rural people, women and children in the market, it is still a bit far away, and they are often deceived by the rhetoric of the pseudo-Buddhist disciples in the Western Regions."
"If things continue like this, I'm afraid it will ruin the young master's reputation."
"To solve this problem, we need to write a story and get it deeply rooted in people's hearts, so that we can cut off the source."
"This is also the reason why Governor Qin sent a slave to report to the young master."
Chen Luo nodded. He might have stood too high, and he really didn't pay attention to these places.
Having said that, it seems that it is time to release "The Biography of Jigong" which has been suppressed for some time.
"I know about this matter, and I will start to solve it!" Chen Luo nodded, "You reply to Qin Zhenshou, I know it well."
"In addition, the theater is also ready to select some of the Shaolin disciples who are interested in acting. They will have a great benefit!"
"Yes! I know." Luo Hongnu's eyes lit up, knowing that Chen Luo was already confident.
"The slave will return to Dongcang and report the reply to Qin Zhenshou." Luo Hongnu stood up and saluted again. After speaking, she looked at Chen Luo with her big eyes, "Young master, please don't work too hard. If nothing happens in Fangcun Mountain, , you can go back to Dongcang City to rest for a few days."
"Dongcang City, I miss you very much!"
"I understand. It's just that the incarnation has difficulty moving. When I return, I will go back." Chen Luo smiled faintly, "Be careful on the road."
"Hey! I have resigned." Luo Hongnu bowed again and walked out of the study.
Looking at Luo Hongnu's leaving figure, Chen Luo let out a sigh of relief.
The Netherworld has already reduced the White Lotus Pure Land to that state. They are currently fighting with their uncle for control of the Netherworld Avenue, and they have no energy to make trouble in the human world.
Then the time is almost ripe to write "The Biography of Jigong" by myself.
You can do it!
Hum, you false Buddhas from the Western Regions, don’t blame me, you were the first to touch my Dongcang City crystal.
In retaliation, I push your high ground, this is reasonable!
(End of chapter)
