The Prince of Wei was plotting against the court in Siyin Mountain, and Princess Wenzhu staggered out of Siyin Mountain. At the mountain pass, I met a person.
"metropolitan?!"
The person standing at the mountain pass is Yan Chixia, who seems to have been waiting there for a long time.
"Disciple Wenzhu, pay homage to the sect master."
Princess Wenzhu hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage, but her body weakened and she almost fell down.
Yan Chixia stretched out her hand and grabbed Princess Wenzhu's wrist. While holding it, a burst of magic energy was injected into her body. She frowned after searching for a while, took out a pill and asked her to take it.
"Thank you, Sect Master." Princess Wenzhu couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"
"In the Taiyuan Palace, all disciples within three generations have their own incense." Yan Chixia let go of her hand and looked very unhappy, "Your incense is just a hair away from being extinguished, so how can I not come?"
"The sect leader is worried." Princess Wenzhu bit her lips, "The disciple is guilty."
"Have you fought against the Four Yin Ghost Generals?" Yan Chixia asked.
"It doesn't count as a fight." Princess Wenzhu looked ashamed, "What the disciple has learned is useless in front of him, he is just being taught."
"Do you need me to help you find a place?" Yan Chixia asked again.
"Disciple dare not." Princess Wenzhu said quickly, "Disciple has violated the sect rules by entering Siyin Mountain without authorization. How dare you let the sect master take action and cause a dispute between Siyin Mountain and Xuanxin Zongzong."
"So you still know." Yan Chixia showed an angry look.
"Not only are the sect's rules regarding matters related to Siyin Mountain clearly restricted, but several elders are also warning you from time to time. Considering your filial piety, we have also made arrangements. When the time is right, I will personally take you into Siyin Mountain. Who would have thought that you would go to the funeral under the guise of In the name of trespassing..."
Since becoming the head of Xuanxin Zongzong, Yan Chixia's temperament has become much more restrained. I haven't lost my temper like I did today for many years.
Romance
"Disciple is guilty, please punish me, sect leader." Princess Wenzhu did not defend herself and only possessed herself to accept the crime.
Yan Chixia calmed down her emotions, glanced at Princess Wenzhu complicatedly, and said, "You have a filial heart. There was a reason for the incident, so you could have been given a lighter sentence. But the Xuanxin Zongxian Sect was first established, and there is no rule without rules."
When Princess Wenzhu heard this, her heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
Yan Chixia does things neatly and neatly. She arranges the affairs of the sect directly and rarely makes any preparations. The words were so tactful, it was obvious that the matter was not minor.
"The first crime is that I have an impure heart. The second crime is that I entered Siyin Mountain without authorization and intervened in the temple dispute. The third crime is that I used Maoshan magic to attack Peng Lai, which is disrespectful to the Dharma protector. The three crimes are combined into one. In the name of the authentic sect leader of Xuanxin , now you will be expelled from the school."
"Sect Master..." Princess Wenzhu's forehead touched the ground, choking and sobbing.
Although it was extremely sad and painful, I didn't feel the punishment was severe.
It has been decades since Xuanxin Zhengzong was founded, and he already has certain qualifications in the world. However, Xuanxin Zhengzong is different from the Jianghu sect, but represents the Immortal Sect of Penglai to a certain extent.
As one of the founding disciples, he openly violated the sect's rules and even got involved in secular court disputes. Even if it means to waste one's cultivation, it is not an exaggeration.
"Sect Master..." Princess Wenzhu raised her head with red eyes, "This disciple knows that his sins are serious and he dare not ask for forgiveness. I only hope that the Sect Master will be merciful and allow this disciple to have a chance to return to the mountain gate."
Yan Chixia sighed and said: "Your Majesty once said that there are fifty avenues and forty-nine heavens, and only one of them can escape. Even if you make mistakes, there is still a chance. The day when your father's calamity is over and he meets you again , that’s when you return to Xuanxin’s true sect.”
Princess Wenzhu's eyes lit up and she hurriedly asked: "May I ask, Sect Master, when will the disaster period end?"
Yan Chixia said: "It can take as little as a hundred years, or as long as a thousand years."
Wenzhu County advocate opened his mouth and murmured: "Did it take so long..."
Yan Chixia said: "Your father used to be an immortal and was entangled in the cause and effect of immortality. The tiger tooth pendant was without an owner, and he had to keep it with him. The previous owner of the pendant was Zhao Ji, the killing god of the Wei Dynasty. He wanted to Suffering from seven reincarnations. I expect that if the calamity is not satisfied, it will be difficult for the new master to come out."
"Thank you, Sect Master, for your guidance. Disciple understands." Princess Wenzhu kowtowed again.
Monks can increase their longevity. With her current level of cultivation, she can only live to be over a hundred years old, which is basically the same as a mortal. If you cannot actively break through, you will not be able to return to Xuanxin Zongzong, and there will be no chance for father and daughter to reunite.
Her father seems to be immortal, but he must guard his mind and not get lost. Otherwise, the person will be a living dead on the day of escape, and the period of disaster cannot be considered to have expired.
This is not a simple punishment, but a joint test for the father and daughter.
"White Tiger..."
Su Qing looked at Yan Chixia and Princess Wenzhu in the sky, feeling strange in her heart.
He didn't care how Yan Chixia dealt with him. Whether it was strict or merciful was the right of the sect master. Paying attention to this asparagus is just a passing thought, without any deeper thoughts. But after Princess Wenzhu walked out of Siyin Mountain, Su Qing suddenly discovered that the trajectory had changed.
Zhao Ji's reincarnation.
Now we have reached the third life, and the end of this life is very close. Three lives as a human and four lives as an animal, this is the last life as a human being.
Originally, all the trajectories could be seen. Knowing the ending of this life and the beginning of the next life. But at this moment, Su Qing noticed a change.
"I originally wanted to go back to Peng directly, but now it seems I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for the time being." Su Qing turned his head and glanced in the direction of Qi, "White Tiger may change his fate if he has a destined person."
Su Qing was a little surprised, but also a little happy.
Immortals use deductions and calculations to see people's past and present lives, and seem to know everything and everything. But at the same time, it also means that you can't help yourself, and you are also under the control of the great road. This unknown change now is what Su Qing has been looking forward to seeing.
Su Qing's mind moved and she looked in the direction of Huizhou, Qingguo.
"There are more than one." Su Qing pinched her fingers and had a strange expression on her face. "But this is okay. The extension of a mortal's life span is just a trivial matter, so don't worry about it for now."
Su Qing turned to Qi Guo again and disappeared from the sky.
…
Qingguo, Huizhou, Xishan Royal Tombs.
"My lord, the day should be here this year, right?"
"The day has come, the day has come, and I have carefully calculated it. This time, there will never be any problems again."
"You said the same thing last year."
"This year is different. I have found the medical certificate from that year..."
In a luxurious mansion between the tombs and mausoleums, two old men with white beards gathered together, doing calculations with an abacus and a pile of documents.
The fat old man piled on the couch is King Hui, a famous longevity prince in Qingzhou, Northern Territory. Although he likes to live in a mausoleum, he is very good at maintaining his health and is still in good health when he is more than 100 years old.
The thin old man is also Sun Sihai, who is also famous. Once a top ten master, later a loyal minister and good general. The master-servant relationship with Prince Hui is also spread far and wide in the Six Kingdoms.
"Look, I found these medical books with great difficulty." King Hui held a small stack of yellowed papers.
"Before I went to Penglai, I had a hidden illness and sought help from a famous doctor. The people in the palace were afraid that I would be worried, so they hid the medical records. Not long ago, I was sorting out the princess's belongings and found these things..."
"What's the use of these?" Sun Sihai looked pessimistic, "You said it before you went to Penglai, and after you went to Penglai, can it be the same thing? What I care about now is when you close your eyes. My life really won’t last much longer.”
"You are anxious, I am more anxious than you. But don't be anxious now, take a good look." King Hui's fat face said proudly, "There is a diagnosis written on it, predicting my death date. I read it carefully, and finally The number of optimistic years, plus the eighty-eight years of Peng Lai, is this year."
"Is it true?" Sun Sihai was also very excited, so excited that he was out of tune.
He grabbed the medical book and looked at it carefully. He picked up the abacus and scratched at it again, and burst into tears. "Yes, yes, the time is right. The one who prescribed this prescription is Doctor Hua, and his diagnosis has never failed."
"Such a happy event, we should have a good celebration." Hui Wang Le's face was squeezed into a ball, "Quick, let me get some food, I am so happy that I am hungry."
"Are you hungry?" Sun Sihai shrugged, "You just ate an hour ago."
"It's not you who eats it." King Hui glared, "Besides, why do I eat so hard? Isn't it just to die early?"
"You wish I died early." Sun Sihai said angrily, "You don't just eat, you also get food after eating. How many servants have you lost just because of your eating and drinking? You have to go now. If we recruit people from other places, we can’t even recruit people from Huizhou itself.”
"Sihai, you have become more and more presumptuous in recent years, and you are less and less respectful to me." King Hui coughed, "Forget it, after so many years of friendship, I will spare you this time. But you You are not allowed to eat, but you can always drink a few drinks. I heard that someone came to deliver wine and has been waiting outside the royal tomb for several days."
"That's what happened." Sun Sihai said, "The wine sent seems to be good. After opening the jar, the fragrance is fragrant, better than all fine wines. However, the origin of the man is unknown, and he does not look like a serious businessman. Someone has been sent to verify the identity, and soon he will There will be news."
"This means you don't know how to do things. There is nothing to check." King Hui reprimanded him dissatisfied. "I have long said that there is no need to inspect the food in the mansion. If there is a poison test, it will be done by me myself. If there is someone who is really harboring evil intentions, wouldn't it be better?"
"I understand these things, I'm not worried about this..." It's not that Sun Sihai doesn't understand the truth, it's just that that person gave him a very unreliable feeling. Especially when I heard that the other party was from Qizhou, I always felt that I had overlooked some important information.
"Okay, okay, go get the wine quickly. There's nothing to think about." King Hui couldn't stand it for a long time after hearing the description of the wine. There weren't many wines that Sun Sihai could praise.
Sun Sihai thought about it and felt that he should be worrying too much. What King Hui was least afraid of was calculations, for fear that no one would want to harm him. Even if that person really has a questionable background, it's not a big deal.
I went out and gave my instructions, and soon a servant brought a jar of wine and a set of drinking utensils.
Sun Sihai poured the wine from the jar into the jug, and then filled the two luminous cups with the jug.
King Hui watched eagerly, feeling anxious in his heart, but did not rush.
No matter how often you eat, the prince is the prince, and basic dining etiquette must be followed.
One cup per person, drank in one gulp.
King Hui and Sun Sihai's eyes lit up.
With their status as two people, there is no shortage of delicious food. Especially in the past few decades, this is basically how I make a living. The two of them have tasted almost all the food and wine available in Qingzhou. But I have never had wine like today.
"Good wine."
"What's the name of this wine?"
"I don't know, I'll ask."
"Give the wine jug... no, give the wine jar to me. You can ask."
"Don't worry, I'll drink some more."
The two drank one cup at a time and quickly finished the pot. Sun Sihai was about to take it from the wine jar again, but King Hui persuaded him to stop him.
"Such a good wine must be hard to make. Don't drink it all in one go." King Hui said, "Go and call the person who brought the wine in. I will personally reward him so that he can contribute more in the future."
"Okay." Sun Sihai was not worried about King Hui drinking secretly. He was too big to get down to the ground at all. Move the wine jar further away, and then go out to take the person who delivers the wine.
When Sun Sihai went out, King Hui reached out and took out several long copper pipes from behind the bed curtain, connected them and inserted them into the wine jar, and drank happily.
But when Sun Sihai brought his people back, King Hui immediately regretted it.
"Only this altar?" King Hui moved quickly and hid the copper pipe in advance. But he had already drank half the bottle of wine, and he suddenly felt a little distressed.
"Is it difficult to brew? Why is there only one jar?" King Hui was unwilling. "You just tell me what you need, and I will provide it for you. If you are not the one who brewed it, call the brewer."
"Your Majesty, you don't know. This wine is not from this world." The wine-sender was very proud.
Third Young Master Chang, Song Yuan's great-grandson-in-law.
Song Yuan died there that day, so he took advantage of the crowd to secretly change drinks and hurried to Huizhou. After waiting outside the royal mausoleum for several days, I feel that today the pain is over and the joy is over. Seeing the anxious look on King Hui's face, he knew he had come to the right place.
Although the prince's huge figure intimidated him somewhat, he was still happier thinking about the good days ahead. In order to get as many benefits as possible, it is natural to tout it well.
"To be honest, this wine was a gift from Immortal Penglai, and there is only one jar in the world. I dare not say that I will live forever if I drink this wine, but it will definitely strengthen the body and prolong life. The old prince will definitely live another hundred and eighty years. No problem……"
Chang Sangongzi talked endlessly, and sometimes he was lying. He didn't notice at all that the expressions on the other two people's faces had turned ugly.
"What's the proof for what you just said?" King Hui was very steady and did not go crazy.
"Certificate..." Young Master Chang was a little embarrassed, it was really hard to say this. "The villain is from Qizhou Prefecture. Have you heard of the Song family in Qizhou?"
King Hui frowned.
He only cares about his own life span and has not asked about foreign affairs for many years. I vaguely felt like I had heard it before, but had no specific impression.
But when Sun Sihai heard it, his head suddenly buzzed.
"Qizhou, Song family!" Sun Sihai swallowed, "Song Yuan?"
"Yes." Young Master Chang said quickly, "I am Mr. Song's great-grandson-in-law, and this wine was sent by the immortal. If you don't believe it, you can go to Qizhou and ask."
"Song Yuan..." King Hui couldn't hold himself steady this time, and his fat body was trembling.
It's said that the Song family in Qizhou doesn't know, but the name Song Yuan is so well known. He walked more than 800 steps on the road to ascending to immortality, but that lucky bastard carried the immortal on his back for a thousand steps.
Although becoming a Yin God seems to be better than being from a thousand-year-old family, fate is also different from person to person. But if it were him, King Hui, who carried it, he might just become an immortal by carrying it.
"Since it's for Song Yuan, why did you send it to me?" King Hui gritted his teeth and asked slowly.
"Mr. Song has passed away, and the wine will be delivered on the day of his death." Chang Sangong licked his face and said to please, "The old man has no good reputation, and the rest of the Song family is not worthy of it. The villain thought, in this world, there is no such thing as Only you, the prince, deserve to drink it. So I traveled thousands of miles to bring you the wine..."
King Hui's eyes were full of despair.
King Hui wouldn't believe it if he said that immortals gave wine to others. But he couldn't help but not believe that he was sending Song Yuan wine before leaving.
"My lord, don't be anxious, there is still a chance." Sun Sihai's face was already blue, but he still had a glimmer of hope. "My subordinates sent people to investigate before, and there will be news back soon..."
Before he finished speaking, a whistle came from outside.
King Hui and Sun Sihai trembled.
This is the messenger's prompt, indicating that news has returned.
Sun Sihai took a deep breath and walked out with solemn steps.
King Hui had the last hope and stared at it without blinking.
Sun Sihai came back soon, holding a briefing in his hand.
"What do you say?" King Hui asked.
At this moment, he desperately hoped that the news would prove that Chang San was a liar. In that case, he will definitely reward this liar, no matter how much money he gives.
"News from Qizhou, the Song family reported to the official that a jar of fairy wine has been lost. It is suspected that it was stolen by the son-in-law Chang San..."
After only saying these two short sentences, Sun Sihai seemed to have exhausted all his strength. After handing the briefing to Prince Hui, he sat down on the bed in an unruly manner, unable to say even a single word.
King Hui tremblingly took the briefing and read it word by word, his eyes gradually losing focus. The big fat face was white and white, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his whole body was hollowed out.
"Your Majesty, I am unjustly accused..." Chang Sanlian defended, "The Song family's secret possession of immortal wine is kept secret, and even you, Your Majesty, hide it, which is a crime of great disrespect. I..."
King Hui and Sun Sihai came back to their senses, glanced at Chang San, then looked at each other, and talked to each other in a calm tone.
"Drag him out and beat him."
"So light?"
"You'll castrate him half to death, but don't castrate him completely."
"Then what?"
"After you raise them, castrate them again."
"Your Majesty is wise."
…
Huizhou was a fiefdom for the virtuous king, and there were many people who admired him and served him. A guest came to pay homage with fine wine, wishing to enter the king's household. The king's followers are numerous and do not accept new ideas. There is only a lack of servants. I would like to ask if you would like to serve. Ke Weike is bold and decisive, cutting off the roots is to follow the king.
"Qingzhou Zhi·Qing Ji"
