Seeing Zhang Ying reincarnated again, Jiang Changsheng couldn't bear it and blessed him with 50,000 incense points in exchange for good luck in this life.
However, Zhang Ying in this life was not born in Dajing, but in Taihuang.
I don’t know whether the warrior took risks outside to give birth to him, or whether he was born in the Taihuang Sect.
Every year, warrior forces go to Taihuang to establish a religion. Although they leave Dajing, they are still affiliated with Dajing, because it is difficult for them to survive on their own and must exchange resources.
Jiang Changsheng didn't go to see him. He had many friends like Zhang Ying, but he couldn't pay attention to everyone. Blessings were sentimental enough.
The days continue to pass.
The news that the emperor was going to hold a grand event in the capital spread to the world, and he also asked the white-clothed guards to send invitations to all parts of Dajing, all the princes, and all the major sects. He wanted to make this grand event a grand event, unprecedented and unprecedented!
In the following months, a large number of cars and horses came and went, making the capital extremely lively. In the Zong Palace.
Jiang Che was sitting in a small pavilion, staring at a group of Taoist priests who were refining elixirs not far away.
Chen Li sat in front of Jiang Che. When he talked about the emperor's actions, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I'm really worried that the atmosphere of the great scene will be distorted from now on." Jiang Che said calmly: "What are you afraid of? The emperor will not live as long as his ministers. In the future, Just correct it."
It is impossible to say that he does not have a trace of resentment in his heart. It is just for the civil and military officials of the court to see whether the next emperor will really be more wise without him. Of course, the reason why he didn't care was also based on the foundation of Da Jing, which couldn't be chaotic.
There are no powerful enemies outside, and there is peace inside.
Is there anyone in the country who dares to rebel?
To be honest, he was really looking forward to the scene of someone rebelling, which would just remind the people of the world of Daozu's past methods.
Seeing that he no longer wanted to control the imperial power, Chen Li had no choice but to give up. He turned to look at the group of Taoist priests and asked curiously: "Are they really talented?"
Jiang Che said: "The alchemy skills taught by Xiao Penglai are still quite powerful. You see, although I have not been able to refine the elixir of longevity, my health is indeed getting better and better, step by step." Chen Li looked at him. , couldn't help but nod, and an idea came into his mind. Should I follow suit?
Chen Li is self-aware that his talent in martial arts is not first-class. In addition, he is busy with government affairs and does not have enough time to practice martial arts. How long can he live?
The emperor issued an edict, and all parts of the world moved very quickly. In addition, the teleportation arrays in various places have begun to be commercialized. More and more talented people and beauties rushed to the capital. The grand event has not yet begun, but the capital is already bustling with people singing in groups on every street. Poetry made music, and charming songs came from those buildings and courtyards.
The dynasty of bliss that Jiang Qing wants has begun to take shape in the capital. The three Baiqi demons also come to the city from time to time to play and enjoy themselves.
On this day, Mu Lingluo returned to Longqishan. It turned out that the Mu family was also invited. The Mu family bought a mansion in the capital, but since she was back, she naturally wanted to accompany Jiang Changsheng.
"The capital is really lively. The streets are full of various martial arts performances, as well as people who write inscriptions, sneak monsters, and sell beast bone treasures. Fortunately, the capital is big enough." Mu Lingluo sat next to Jiang Changsheng and said with a smile. , even though she has a cold temper, it is quite strange for her to work in such a capital city.
The capital is expanding every year and has reached ten times its original size. Some people once joked that if this continues, Sizhou can be renamed Jingzhou.
Jiang Changsheng held her hand and said with a smile: "Since you like it, then stay with her longer." Seeing this scene, Ji Wujun left the yard wisely. Only Jiang Changsheng and Mu Lingluo were left in the hospital.
Mu Lingluo tilted his head slightly and said, "Then are you willing to accompany me? It's been so long since we came to Dajing and you haven't taken time to accompany me. I know you like to practice, and so do I, but we have to leave some time for each other, no? ?"
Jiang Changsheng thought about it and felt that it was indeed necessary. It didn't matter if he practiced less for a few days.
"When the grand party starts, I will accompany you down the mountain to have a look. I should also experience the prosperity of the world." Jiang Changsheng said with a smile. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched her head.
Mu Linluo smiled. She seemed to have thought of something, her cheeks turned red, and she asked in a low voice.
Jiang Changsheng slowly pulled her to her feet and whispered in her ear, asking her to
A look of anticipation on his face.
"I will definitely practice hard until that day." Mu Lingluo said seriously, with fighting spirit in his eyes.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and then pulled her towards the house.
Mu Lingluo was held by him, his face flushed, but his eyes were full of joy.
the other side.
Bai Qi, Huang Tian, and Heitian were lying on the eaves, looking at the literati who were quarreling with each other in the courtyard below. The three demons made comments from time to time. This courtyard was purchased privately by the emperor before. The literati who could enter this courtyard were naturally talented and high-spirited. Ji Wujun suddenly appeared next to Bai Qi and sat down.
Bai Qi asked in surprise: "Why are you here? Aren't you not interested in these?"
Ji Wujun looked down and said calmly: "Miss Mu is here." "You're here when you come. What's wrong?" "I saw Daozu holding her hand, so I can't avoid it?" "Is it true or not?"
Bai Qi's eyes lit up and he suddenly became excited. what is this? Iron tree blooming?
It used to think that Daozu didn't like this, but now that Lingluo has opened up Daozu's interest in this aspect, its chances are greater. Ji Wujun responded: "Yes, that's normal. Daozu does treat her differently."
Bai Qi came back to his senses, looked her up and down, and said in surprise: "You don't have thoughts about Daozu, do you? Let's say it first, let's get in line!"
Hearing this, Ji Wujun couldn't help rolling his eyes and said angrily: "Don't say I don't have any ideas. Even if I do, do I need to argue with you? Who do you think you are?" Bai Qi shook his body and said with a proud smile: " I am not as strong as you, but I am more relaxed. Just watch, the master will understand my merits sooner or later, and I also have my own talents." 7
Ji Wujun frowned and moved away from it in disgust, for fear of being exposed to its evil smell. Just looking into the courtyard again, Ji Wujun's heart could not calm down.
Her mind was still in the courtyard on the mountain, wondering what Daozu and Miss Mu were doing.
In October, the weather was fine, the Changle Festival officially started, and the whole capital was extremely jubilant. The emperor held a banquet in front of the Renhuang Monument and invited famous prostitutes to sing poems and songs written by literati. Then dignitaries from all over the country selected who was more outstanding. Everyone was happy. There is one lot to be cast, and those who get eighteen lots will be announced to the whole city by the white-clothed guards, and have all the buildings and gardens in the city chant.
Jiang Changsheng was wearing white clothes and walking with Xiang Lingluo among the crowd. The two of them looked like a couple of gods, attracting many people's attention. Behind them, Ji Wujun, Bai Qi, Huang Tian and Heitian followed. Ji Wujun said helplessly: "Why do we have to follow Dao Ancestor?"
Bai Qi smiled proudly and said, "This is my master's first time going to the market, so of course I have to accompany him." Huang Tian shouted, "That's right!"
People and warriors in the capital have become accustomed to wolves and cats that speak human words, because there are many such monsters in the capital. Master Bai Qi of Longqishan is the monster wolf. It is the mascot in the hearts of the people in the capital, and it can bring good luck.
Mei Changsheng felt the lively atmosphere on the street, and felt at ease in her heart. An Changwang felt the warmth and atmosphere of her father's Taoist work, and her heart was focused on Wu Shi's words.
Since his reincarnation, he has been hiding in the mountains to practice martial arts. This is the first time he has gone down the mountain to feel the atmosphere of the festival. At this moment, he feels that he is integrated with this world instead of playing a game.
Incense believers are not just believers, but living people. Tao follows nature. What is nature? It is not nature according to the rules of heaven and earth. This world is also considered natural. Jiang Changsheng had a clear understanding and was immersed in it.
Mu Lingluo paid attention to the rouge and gouache. Normally, she disliked these things the least, but today when she came with Jiang Changsheng, she wanted these things inexplicably.
I accidentally met disciples from the Murong family, the Fuyue family, the Long Qiguan family, etc. on the street. After seeing them, their expressions changed drastically and they hurriedly avoided them.
The world is prosperous and the world is full of dust.
The Changle Festival held by the emperor was a success, and it was more successful than the civil and military ministers expected. They originally thought that this would be the beginning of the decline of Dajing, but they did not expect that it would have a different style. Most of the poems written by the literati were praising Taoist ancestors and the previous emperors of Dajing. With famous generals and capable ministers, as their poems spread in the streets and alleys of the capital, they also gathered the hearts of the people, and a heartfelt pride was born.
At this time, the ministers understood what the emperor meant. Bliss was not only the desire of the mortal body, but also the pleasure of the mind.
The Changle Festival lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the lights in the capital never went out at night.
After this meeting, Mu Lingluo followed the Mu family back, preparing to continue the war against Taihuang.
Guests from all over the country also returned one after another, and the legend of the Changle Festival spread. Legend has it that at the Changle Festival in the capital, you can see the best secret arts, the most amazing poems, the most moving beauties, the most delicious wine, and the richest wine. Auctions and more.
By the second year of Changle, the Changle Festival was still being discussed all over the world. The emperor did not indulge in it, but decided to hold it once every ten years, so that it would appear precious. Early March.
The clone came back, and after Jiang Changsheng fused it, he began to feel the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Treasure Mirror of Heaven and Earth. These two treasures were getting stronger and stronger. Taking them out alone, he felt that he could already suppress the ordinary Martial Emperor. After playing with it for a while, Jiang Changsheng released the clone again and let the clone leave with the two treasures. the other side. Deep underground.
One after another, lonely ghosts emerged from the top of the underground world, all with confused faces, and flew towards the underworld with a faint green light below. A soul fell from the sky and landed on the ground.
He stared at the underworld, his expression changed, and he murmured: "My name is Zhang Ying... the vice president of the Qiyuan Chamber of Commerce, why am I here?"
He looked down at his hands, then touched his soul body and passed directly through it. He realized he was dead.
The memories before his death came to his mind, as well as the experiences of the next two lives, but the experiences of the latter two lives were short and insignificant.
He smiled bitterly and stepped forward.
"Could this be the legendary Nine Netherworld, where people have to come here when they die? It's strange why I didn't come here when I died two times before..."
Zhang Ying said to himself that the dead souls around him were not as random as him, most of them seemed to have no intelligence and flew to the underworld blankly.
