royal palace.
This is a palace that can be said to be exquisitely crafted yet luxurious.
The decoration inside seems to be different from the ordinary world, just like a fairy palace in Yaochi. Inside, there are huge luminous pearls decorated as lamps, and the walls are embedded with luminous strange stones.
The concubine who was doted on by three thousand people was leaning on the soft couch at this time. Although it was already autumn, it was still warm in the palace. Yang Yuhuan only wore a cool palace dress, her face was facing the sky, letting her black hair shine on the snow-white Drainage on shoulders. One hand is holding a scroll and looking at it, while the other hand reaches out from time to time to take candied fruits and snacks from the eucalyptus and put them into his mouth.
She has a plump figure, and even though she is half leaning on her now, she can still see that her chest is extremely full, like a half moon, rising slightly with her even breathing. The waist is slightly tight, and the span gradually widens, and a section of white and fleshy calves and jade feet are exposed. The jade toes with nails painted with flower juice were teasing the fat Persian cat from time to time, which seemed very pleasant.
At this moment, the Persian meow meowed softly, and the lazy cat, which had always been reluctant to move, jumped off the couch and walked out of the hall.
Its movement also woke up the imperial concubine who was somewhat sleeping.
Yang Yuhuan hurriedly stood up and sat down. This swift movement caused another surge in the chest, as if it was about to pop out of the large palace clothes. And the scroll that had been in his hand was placed squarely on the eucalyptus in front of him, without squinting.
The scroll on the eucalyptus shows a portrait of a man, somewhat similar to Yu Liancheng. His eyes are closed, he is sitting cross-legged, his hands are in a mudra, his clothes are flying, and his expression is peaceful. Some of them, like the portraits of Buddha and Bodhisattva enshrined in temples, are just a little less majestic, revealing a sense of closeness and unable to generate any ill feelings.
Apart from being lifelike, there seems to be nothing else surprising about it, and it is not worthy of the imperial concubine’s attention.
But if you look at this picture in awe, you will have an illusion. It is as if the man in this portrait has thousands of faces, transforming into a peddler, a pawn, and a noble official. All living beings are in the painting. This portrait seems to be a whirlpool, sucking all the viewer's mind into it and making it impossible to extricate itself.
At the top of the scroll, there are words one by one. The handwriting is not big, but it is very clear. It has a lively feeling, as if it has come alive. Each word reveals a spirituality, as if it may emerge from the world at any time. Flying out of the scroll.
Footsteps came from outside the hall, neither light nor heavy, accompanied by meows.
"Okay, stop pretending. I can't tell if you have entered concentration." A clear voice sounded.
Yang Yuhuan's eyelashes like Cattail Fans trembled, and then she opened a pair of charming and flowing peach blossom eyes. She lowered her jade feet and put on a pair of embroidered shoes decorated with Mingzhu. She stood up and bowed: "Yuhuan has met the Imperial Master."
Yu Liancheng glanced at the preserved fruits and snacks on the eucalyptus, shook his head and said: "Practice is never easy, not to mention, what's more, you missed the best time to practice, and now you are still so lazy. I don't know what year or what year. Yue Neng is successful in cultivation, I think you should just be a caged bird."
Yang Yuhuan's pretty face was slightly dizzy, she bit her red lips slightly, and murmured: "Yuhuan has been practicing seriously, but he just can't get enough of it. He took a short rest, and he was seen by the national master without thinking."
Yu Liancheng stretched out his hand to grab it, and the scroll fell into his hand out of thin air. He looked into the scroll and said: "You have the national color and heavenly fragrance. Logically speaking, if you use the national color, heavenly fragrance and the national color to practice my scroll of all living beings, , although it will be a bit troublesome in the later stage, you should get started quickly, and you have also learned Taoism before, so you have some basics, so this shouldn't be the case."
His volume of "Appearances of All Living Beings" is further deduced based on the "Thirty-two Appearances" he once created. All sentient beings have appearances, and they can all be cultivated through this "Appearance of All Living Beings".
When practicing, visualize the portrait, preserve your soul, and exercise your soul. Then the physical body is cultivated according to the words in the scroll. Finally, the physical body and the spirit reflect each other, and the spirit and flesh are integrated.
Although Yang Yuhuan is old, his beauty is unparalleled and his appearance is stunning. However, he has the most outstanding appearance among all living beings. In addition, he has entered a Taoist temple and had a short-term practice experience, so he should have started quickly.
Yang Yuhuan said with a dark expression, "Maybe Yuhuan is really talented and stupid."
"The appearance of all living beings, I see all living beings, and all living beings see me." Yu Liancheng thought for a moment, nodded and said: "You stay in the palace all day and never see any living beings, how can you practice the appearance of all living beings? Come on, come out of the palace with me and take a walk. Suffer."
"Leaving the palace?"
Yang Yuhuan was startled for a moment, and then a look of yearning appeared on his beautiful face: "Okay, but I need to go dress up, so please wait a moment."
Yuliancheng glanced at Yang Yuhuan up and down, and said with a smile: "The scenery of West Lake in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the four seasons are different. A poet named Su said, 'If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to wear less makeup and thicker makeup.' Today, the empress is leading Without the use of flowers, it is a bit more refined and elegant than in the past. If it is like clear water and hibiscus, it is always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup, so why bother with this."
Listening to Yu Liancheng's heartfelt admiration, facing the slightly hot eyes, Yang Yuhuan blushed slightly as if she couldn't bear the shame, and this blush was just like the most beautiful rouge in the world, adding even more beauty to the imperial concubine who was covered with bare makeup. Add a touch of beauty and make it stunning.
Concubine Yang glanced at Yu Liancheng with both joy and anger, then lowered her head and said almost inaudibly: "Seriously?"
Yu Liancheng looked at Yang Yuhuan, who had a shy little daughter, and nodded: "I take it seriously."
"Since the Imperial Master has said so..." Yang Yuhuan bit his lip and said, "Then please wait for the Imperial Master, and Yuhuan will come after combing his hair."
Yu Liancheng: "..."
Well, that's all for nothing. For a woman like Yang Yuhuan who is accustomed to wearing heavy makeup, it is indeed not easy for her to go out without makeup. I just hope that the imperial concubine understands that with her natural beauty, she will be watched by countless eyes as soon as she goes out, so she should dress low-key.
Amidst the sound of rubbing, the palace door was pushed open, and Concubine Yang appeared in front of Yulian City again.
At this time, the imperial concubine was wearing a bright yellow palace skirt, which wrapped her plump and graceful body, arousing people's imagination. She has distant eyebrows, a dot of pure red diamond-shaped flowers in the center of her forehead, her thick hair is piled up like clouds, and there are golden hairpins on her temples. As soon as the sun shines, the skin becomes more and more radiant, like gelatin.
Although this outfit is quite dull compared to the usual graceful and luxurious appearance. But as soon as you step out, you will attract everyone's attention in an instant.
Yu Liancheng shook his head.
The imperial concubine felt slightly uneasy: "Isn't it possible? Do you need me to change another one?"
"But it doesn't matter."
After saying that, a mysterious wave enveloped the imperial concubine between her eyebrows.
In the eyes of outsiders, the presence of the imperial concubine was immediately reduced infinitely.
"Let's go."
Yu Liancheng turned and left.
The imperial concubine looked back at the empty palace and said hesitantly: "This, nothing will happen. Your Majesty must find out..."
"Don't worry." Yu Liancheng's tone was dull. He turned around and saw that Yang Yuhuan was still worried and didn't bother to explain. He just blew a breath into the palace.
The next moment, a figure appeared out of thin air in the palace. His appearance was the same as that of Yang Yuhuan, and he was concentrating on reading.
"Is this magic?"
Yang Yuhuan's beautiful eyes lit up.
"Although it is not an immortal method, it is no different from an immortal method."
The Jiu Dao of Guizang in Yulian City is a complete martial arts, melted into one furnace.
But for this level of martial arts, it is no different from the magical Taoism of the Qi Refiner.
As for attacking, the Qi Refiner who usually aims at longevity cannot even resist one of his attacks.
The palace is heavily guarded, with one post every three steps, one sentry every five steps, and many hidden sentries. But Yu Liancheng and Yang Yuhuan passed by them, but they turned a blind eye, which made Yang Yuhuan feel surprised again.
Not long after, the two of them left the palace and strolled along the Royal Street.
Chang'an is the most prosperous city in the world, with developed industry and commerce, prosperous industries, numerous household registrations, and a large flow of people. Before Yang Yuhuan got married, she often went shopping. After getting married, she occasionally went out on the street, and she also passed by in a horse-drawn carriage. Walking on the streets like this now, watching all the appearances of all living beings, is very exciting.
Unfortunately, although Yang Yuhuan was very interested, he didn't walk often. He was just beginning to practice Taoism, and soon his feet and legs became weak after walking. At Yu Liancheng's suggestion, the two of them went to a restaurant on the street to rest. As soon as they opened the door curtain, a wave of hot air hit their faces. The restaurant was full of people, and the business was unusually good.
The Tang Dynasty was originally a time when all nations came to visit, and countless merchants and travelers gathered together. Not to mention that there was a stage set up in the middle of the building, and a storyteller was talking with great joy, causing all the drinkers to listen attentively. When they heard it, they were so entranced that they even forgot about the wine glass in their hands, and just held it to their mouths until After listening to this paragraph, I just came back to my senses, drank it in one sip, and exclaimed happily.
Yang Yuhuan had only been to a wine shop with her family elders when she was a child. Now she was even more interested, and even listened to the storyteller's clichéd stories with gusto. Yu Liancheng ordered the food and drinks and said with a smile: "There are three religions and nine schools in this restaurant, fish and dragons are mixed together, and they have the appearance of all living beings. You might as well take a closer look at everyone's expressions and movements, and then try to figure out what they are thinking at this time."
Yang Yuhuan nodded, pursed her red lips tightly, looked serious, and glanced at the guests in the restaurant with her beautiful eyes, making some guesses and telling them to Yu Liancheng.
Yu Liancheng smiled and acted as a bystander most of the time. Only occasionally when Yang Yuhuan's guess was very different, he would interject a few words and express everyone's mood more accurately. Some people come to restaurants just to eat and drink, some come to listen to music and sing, some come to listen to books, and to get closer to friends...
Suddenly, something seemed to move in Yang Yuhuan's heart, and an idea emerged. He closed his eyes and felt a strange feeling permeate his whole body. He felt that he was outside the world of mortals and yet seemed to be among all living beings. The portrait in my mind became clearer and clearer. After a few breaths, it was completely imprinted in my soul. Although it was not fully visible, it was indeed retained. You can visualize it at any time to strengthen your soul as long as you are willing.
As Yang Yuhuan opened his eyes again, he exhaled a long breath of fragrance, looked at Yu Liancheng and said excitedly: "National Master, Yuhuan has finally started."
Yu Liancheng nodded with a smile: "All living beings look at each other and see all living beings. But now we are just getting started, so don't be proud."
Yang Yuhuan nodded, with a child-like joy of getting candy on his face.
There was a sound of piano and flute, and the two looked towards the stage. Unexpectedly, the storyteller had retreated, and a group of graceful singers came in, singing and dancing. Regardless of the martial arts or the piano and flute, they all showed extremely high standards, far surpassing the singers Yu Liancheng had seen in other worlds.
"As expected of the Tang Dynasty, one can sing and dance in a restaurant with such accomplishments." Yu Liancheng looked at the girls dancing, playing the piano and singing, and praised them.
Yang Yuhuan rolled her beautiful eyes and said with a sweet smile: "Does the Imperial Master like singing and dancing?"
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "I like everything that can give me happiness, and beautiful dance is naturally one of them."
Yang Yuhuan smiled sweetly and said: "Yuhuan is worried about not being able to repay the favor of the Imperial Master. One day, the Imperial Master will be interested and the Yuhuan will dance in front of the bottle."
Yu Liancheng laughed and said, "It's settled."
After a brief rest in the restaurant, the two wandered on the street again.
Yu Liancheng told Yang Yuhuan some strange things from time to time, but Yang Yuhuan didn't listen seriously.
"Brother, wait for me."
At this time, a young female voice sounded from behind Yang Yuhuan.
Then Yang Yuhuan said "ouch" and her delicate body swayed slightly, but it was a little girl chasing her brother and accidentally bumped into Yang Yuhuan.
This is actually strange to Yu Liancheng, because he deprived Yang Yuhuan of most of his "sense of existence", so he was not discovered by the little girl who was anxious to chase her brother.
Yu Liancheng reached out and put his arms around Yang Guifei's plump waist. Immediately, there was a strange and smooth touch, as if he could feel the pink and delicate milk-like color through the not-so-thick palace clothes. skin.
"How are you? Are you injured?"
Yu Liancheng looked at Yang Yuhuan. The two were very close to each other. A burst of peony-like floral fragrance came from Yang Yuhuan's delicate body, which made people feel relaxed.
Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her sweet voice was filled with pain: "I twisted my feet."
Yu Liancheng frowned: "I remember that I don't want to have a pavilion in front of me. Let's go and take a look first."
"Um."
"Can you still walk now?"
As soon as Yang Yuhuan tried to walk away, there was another burst of cooing.
Yu Liancheng hesitated for a moment, then simply hugged Yang Yu and came to a small pavilion not far away, letting her sit down. He then took out a small stool and clean silk from the storage space, and spread the silk. On his own thigh, he then grabbed Yang Yuhuan's little feet and reached out to help her take off her shoes and socks, revealing her round feet.
"National Master, what are you doing..."
Yang Yuhuan's face turned red, and she quickly tried to pull out her little feet.
"Don't move. You are my dancer now. If your feet are really damaged, it will be a big loss for me." Yu Liancheng said expressionlessly.
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ps: Subscriptions are now stable, compared to the period when subscriptions were down at night. It seems that the audience of Legend of the Demon Cat is indeed wider.
