The blue Taoist, wearing a purple sun scarf on his head and a wide blue Taoist robe, was quickly invited to the Wanshou Palace. Since he became the person who is the lord of the current emperor, his status naturally increased, and he had a vague sense of extraordinary demeanor.

"I pay homage to the Emperor, long live my emperor!"

He first saluted the emperor in a regular manner, and then asked a little Taoist priest who was accompanying him to get two eunuchs to arrange props and prepare to perform spirit writing for the emperor next.

A small piece of yellow paper was spread flat on the table, and Huang Jin grind the ink, and the exquisite Duanzhou ink inkstone seemed to be filled with a shining pool of ink.

Jiajing, wearing a plain Taoist robe, regained his usual spirit and walked to the table lightly, but raised his hand and waved it lightly.

Huang Jin was like a worm in Jiajing's belly. He knew that what he was going to ask for this time was extraordinary. He immediately led the others out a few steps and knelt down in a regular manner.

When Lan Daoxing saw this scene, his heart moved slightly, but looked at a fat eunuch.

Jiajing took a brush from the pen holder, and gently touched the ink inkstone, but frowned in distress. Just as he was about to start writing, a piece of ink dripped from the tip of the pen to the edge of the yellow paper, dyeing a mark on the corner of the yellow paper.

If it were normal times, he might have to change Huang Jin to a new piece of yellow paper, but today he was obviously restless, but he held his breath and wrote rustling on the paper: "The way is endless, what's wrong with me?"

Decades of practice of Taoism have resulted in poor health, which has shaken the Taoist heart of this stubborn emperor. Now he wants to ask God what he did wrong and why he still can't see the day of the Great Way.

The yellow paper has good water absorption and the handwriting is clearly printed on it. It was not for anyone to see it. After Jiajing put the pen down, he reached out and folded the yellow paper in half.

When Huang Jin heard the sound of the pen falling on the table, he stood up slowly from the ground, folded the yellow paper in half, and then held it flat and sent it to Lan Daoxing.

Lan Daoxing took the piece of paper that had been folded into a prescribed shape, and seemed to be mumbling in his mouth. His index and middle fingers clamped the stacked yellow paper and raised the yellow paper high.

Jiajing stared at the yellow paper stacked in a prescribed shape, but his eyes were scattered, but it flashed quickly. No one, including Huang Jin, who served Jiajing at all times, noticed Jiajing's emotional changes.

call!

A magical scene happened and did not cause fire. A ball of flame suddenly burst into pieces of the yellow paper, and in the blink of an eye, the yellow paper was burned to ashes.

Huang Jin and others looked at this fire-making technique. Although it was not the first time they saw it, they still felt deeply magical. The thin Taoist priest looked even more mysterious.

"Zi Xu is not here, and Cao Fu is also gone, and my sister-in-law can come out!" Lan Daoxing, wearing a wide Taoist robe, threw the remaining paper and ashes into the bowl, and chanted the spell loudly in his mouth.

In just a moment, he was like a god possessed, and he actually jumped up there, his mouth was still low, and his whole behavior was obviously different from that of ordinary people.

Huang Jin and others knew that Zi Gu had possessed the Taoist priest, so they did not dare to make any sounds, for fear of disturbing the "Zi Gu", which would lead to the priest not being able to obtain the "secret of heaven".

Jiajing seemed to be less respectful than his previous respect, but his eyes were staring at Lan Daoxing, possessed by Ziji, as if he was thinking about something. However, some things were too fast, so he could not be 100% sure.

Lan Daoxing bent down before the spirit writing, and his body seemed to be retracted into the wide Bagua robe. He held the push handle of the spirit writing in both hands, and the hanging cone wandered on the sand table.

But a line of small words slowly appeared on the sand table: "The villain is in power, and there is strictness in the most strictness!"

When Huang Jin saw this immortal's words, his face was shocked and turned his head to look at Emperor Jiajing.

This villain naturally didn't need to say much. In the previous spirit writing, he had already given an accurate answer. However, the "strictness amongst the strictness" seems to mean something else.

thump!

Lan Daoxing left the wooden handle of the spirit-writing with both hands, and his body seemed to have been taken away. He fell to the ground weakly and lay down softly, and fainted.

"A villain is in power, is strict and strict?"

Jiajing stood in front of the sand table with his hands behind his back, looking at the eight words of dragon flying phoenix dancing on the sand table, and murmured. But he thought further. Now God has given a "clear statement". His mistake is that he has believed in the villain, and this villain seems to be hiding deeper.

"Your Majesty, this... is probably referring to the little master!" A fat eunuch glanced at the sand table and said cautiously.

Jiajing's face immediately sank, and he scolded seriously: "I only have Master Yan, Master Xu and Master Yuan in the Ming Dynasty, but no little Master has ever appeared!"

"It's the little one who said the wrong thing, the little one deserves to die!" The fat eunuch immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Seeing his good attitude towards admitting his mistakes, Jiajing warned sternly: "From now on, if anyone dares to mention anything else, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

This was not only said to the fat eunuch, but also to everyone present, including Huang Jin. If it really annoys the current emperor, at the very least, he will be sent to guard the tomb, and at the worst, he will be killed by a stick.

"Yes!" the eunuch Ru Meng Dahe replied firmly immediately.

Although this time it made the emperor dislike, this adventure was undoubtedly worth it. His meaning was undoubtedly spread. The "strickenness among the strictness" refers to Yan Shifan.

Huang Jin looked at Jiajing carefully, but only looked at the gloomy face, but he couldn't help but feel some concerns in his heart.

Now with Lan Daoxing's words of spirit writing, and a fat eunuch added eye drops, it is undoubtedly the best time to attack Yan Shifan. But the emperor is obviously in a state of anger. If he rashly "provokes trouble", it will be difficult to make himself burn.

Just as he was in a dilemma, there was movement behind Huang Jin.

Chen Hong was standing beside Huang Jin, and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, there have been rumors in the capital recently. It is about Yan Shifan, but the slaves don't know whether they should say it!"

Unlike Huang Jin who stayed with the emperor for many years, Chen Hong often ran outside the palace and even stayed overnight outside the palace. It is naturally normal to bring back some news.

Jiajing's face sank, and he immediately asked with a stern face: "What rumors!"
Chapter completed!