Yang Weide and others looked at each other and understood each other's meaning. They all raised their hands and said in salute: "Thank you, Immortal."

"There is no need to thank me. It was not me who took action, but His Majesty the Emperor's destiny." Zhang Yuqing stood above everyone and said.

"Destiny..." Yang Weide heard this and chewed it twice, but for some reason, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

This Si Tianjian was keenly aware that something was not quite right.

‘Is this indifferent tone really like what is recorded in ancient books, that immortals do not care about the life and death of human emperors?’ he thought.

"I wonder if I can ask more. Although he is not in danger of his life, when will he wake up?"

Yang Weide looked pale and asked sincerely.

"Until the day his life ends."

The immortal's reply seemed to instantly destroy the joyful atmosphere that had been silent among the crowd. In an instant, everyone on the top of the mountain took a deep breath.

You must know that Zhang Yuqing did not hide this question from anyone.

He even directly canceled the sound transmission restrictions and deliberately increased Yang Weide's volume, which caused this simple question and answer to be transmitted to everyone's eardrums.

‘It’s broken!’ Many court officials realized this instantly.

They exchanged glances with each other, confirming that everyone probably knew that this official would never wake up again.

What's worse is that everyone in Xishan knows about it.

You don't even need to observe, you can tell this just from the frightened faces of the people around you.

There are about a thousand people in Xishan at the moment.

It would be fine if they were all ordinary people, but most of them were court officials, clerks, Taoist monks from various Taoist Buddhist temples, the Imperial Guards in the capital, and successors of the True Immortal Taoism.

I can't silence myself...

Wouldn't this great immortal conceal such earth-shattering news?

Now it is easy for everyone to know that the emperor will probably be in a coma for the rest of his life.

I'm afraid that as soon as this news spreads out of Xishan, the world will be in chaos.

Today's official families have no children. I don't know why. All the princes cannot survive the age of 2. Even among the princesses, only one, Princess Fukang, barely grew up. The rest of the princes died young.

If no one controls the country, chaos will inevitably arise!

"Please, God, please help me save today's official family!" Yang Weide reacted the fastest and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Zhongshu Ling quietly pulled over the person next to him and ordered him to hurry down the mountain immediately and mobilize the imperial city's soldiers to come to Xishan. Then he kowtowed for the second time and asked the immortal to save the official.

The officials knelt on the ground. The monks and Taoists looked at it and said, "Come on, let's not be idle anymore. Let's kneel down first."

The eunuchs and imperial guards further away were all kneeling down to pray.

"Today's official family is kind and merciful, and the gods are merciful. Let the official family survive this disaster." Many people in the imperial army and eunuchs prayed sincerely at this moment.

Among the thousands of people, about seven to eight hundred people knelt down sincerely, and Zhang Yuqing immediately felt a strong aspiration transform into spiritual energy and penetrate into his limbs and bones.

Bits and pieces of mana condensed out, and my whole body felt extremely comfortable.

Zhao Yuanyan's face was stiff and he wanted to slap himself several times.

The man who was nearly seventy years old did not realize that the Immortal Immortal only expressed that the emperor's life was safe, but did not say when he would wake up.

Perhaps it was because his experiences in the past two days were too hasty and too fast, and the excitement brought about by rejuvenation was too great, which caused him to lose his usual ability to think logically.

In an instant, Zhao Yuanyan's eyes turned red, and he knelt down sincerely and said: "Immortal Lord Yuqing Taiyuan, I wonder if there is a way to save the life of my imperial nephew. This disciple is even willing to give up the fate of immortality, just to stabilize the country and prevent the world from chaos!"

"Zhao Yuanyan!" The majestic voice of the Immortal added a bit of anger, resounding in everyone's ears like thunder!

"I gave you the immortal fate, but am I just using it here?!"

The immortal was furious. Zhao Yuanyan looked like a child who had done something wrong. His face was stunned for a while. The sadness that had just arisen suddenly turned into fear. He said repeatedly: "No, no... Disciple, I have lost my head. Please forgive me, Immortal Lord."

Forgive me!"

"Hmm -" Zhang Yuqing nodded with satisfaction and stood up. This time he hit Zhao Yuanyan with the intention of helping him spread the matter more widely.

I would rather give up my fate to save people than worry about the official not remembering the emperor's uncle when he wakes up.

"That's all, they are all idiots..."

Then, a deep sigh suddenly echoed through Xishan, affecting everyone's mood.

Suddenly there was a golden light in the sky, and a bamboo slip book filled with colorful brilliance slowly descended and landed in Zhao Yuanyan's hands.

"Proclaim my decree." The majestic voice sounded again.

"Yes!" Zhao Yuanyan suddenly became more energetic and opened the gradually dimming bamboo slips. What caught his eyes were lines of golden fonts.

He opened his mouth and slowly recited the immortal decree.

"Emperor Zhao Zhen has a kind-hearted nature and loves the people generously.

Because the disaster of the Red Sheep is imminent, it is not appropriate to use swordsmanship. As a human race, peace is the most important thing.

I wish to change the fate of this person, so I have given you the following decree.

Within an hour, thousands of taels of pure gold were donated, and three animals and six animals were gathered at the top of the mountain to help the emperor wake up!"

When they heard that the immortal was willing to take action, all the officials did not doubt his presence, and they all fell down on the ground and thanked him.

"I am willing to obey the instructions of the Immortal."

No one questions what the Immortal wants the gold for.

In other words, this may be the first immortal in history to truly communicate with the human world. No one knows what the price is in exchange for the immortal's blessing.

Maybe gold is a necessity.

Or maybe it's just because this sage likes gold, just like Buddhism likes to create golden bodies.

A little bit of gold...it's not yours anyway, it must come from the treasury, so if you give it, you'll give it.

If someone questions and angers the Immortal, he will be impeached afterwards with the intention of being detrimental to the official family.

He might even be labeled as a traitor and thrown into a prison.

Just agree to it for now. This Immortal can transmit sounds across the air and can fly to the sky and escape from the earth. Thousands of people in Bianliang City, including himself, have seen him.

Unexpectedly, I was deceived by people who pretended to be gods and ghosts.

Anyone who cares to question it has not seen that the Eight Wise Kings over there who are crying and shouting that they want to take 10,000 taels of gold from their own treasury are really rejuvenated?

With his status as the Eight Wise Kings, he would not join forces with charlatans and magicians to deceive officials, right?

For the leaders of the feudal dynasty, the amount of ten thousand taels of gold was not considered small.

It’s not that there is nothing, it’s mainly because those who have gold at home use it to make utensils for fun.

Not many people hoard gold bars all day long.

Since the Immortal said he wanted ten thousand taels, no one dared to be short of a few ounces or be smart enough to offer more.

With Zhongshu opening up the back door and issuing regulations, and involving the emperor's condition, everything was carried out as quickly as possible.

The servants of the Palace of the Eight Immortals and the officials of the treasury worked hard to weigh the items for half an hour, and they got exactly ten thousand taels, including many gold basins and gold masks.

It was too late to melt the gold into bars now, so a hundred-strong imperial army escorted several horses and chariots to Khe Sanh.

Ten thousand taels of gold weighed a thousand catties, and three animals and six livestock weighed another thousand catties in total. They were finally carried up the mountain within an hour.

"Go to the altar!"

Yang Weide directed the warriors in the army to carry the sacrifices and light the tribute incense. Everyone respectfully prayed for blessings from the gods.

Zhang Yuqing did not hesitate, immediately lowered his sword light, took out the cloth bag from his arms, and threw gold bricks into the bag one by one from the top of the stacked gold mountain.

"The spirit has appeared, the immortal has appeared!" Everyone under the altar was so surprised that an egg could fit into their mouths.

Almost hundreds of people witnessed the rapid reduction of the high pile of gold altars.

It's as if...the gold never existed.

Zhang Yuqing worked hard to carry the gold. Whenever he encountered irregularly shaped gold objects, he used a small diamond charm to shape them into gold bricks with exactly the same length, width and height.

With such efficient collection, one thousand kilograms of gold was quickly put into his cloth bag, which was so bulging that it was unpleasant.
Chapter completed!