In Chang'an City, Meng Daoyan rode a snow-white donkey and slowly walked into the city.
After entering the city, Meng Daoyan was like a tourist, wandering around Chang'an City for half a day, looking at the scenic spots and historical sites, with memories showing in his eyes from time to time.
Half a day later, Meng Daoyan walked into a teahouse.
The tea house is very close to the main entrance of the palace, and many courtiers who enter the palace will choose to rest here. The waiter is used to seeing high-ranking officials, and he can't help but feel a little better. When he sees Meng Daoyan dressed in ordinary clothes, he can't help but feel a little contempt in his eyes, and he blocks the way and smiles.
He asked: "Sir, can you make an appointment?"
"Never."
"Excuse me."
The waiter smiled, pointed to the side with his right hand, and said: "The store is full, please ask the guest to find another one."
"Oh, aren't there a few private rooms inside?"
Meng Daoyan chuckled lightly and said without anger: "Take me up."
The waiter's eyes swayed, and he couldn't help but obey Meng Daoyan's order. He led Meng Daoyan to the private room, served him good tea, carefully closed the door and left.
Meng Daoyan took a sip of tea, and a faint Taoist charm spread out from his body.
This Dao rhyme is like a ripple, shaking the whole world, but it is imperceptible. Only those with extremely advanced cultivation can feel the network of rules that envelopes the entire Chang'an City. Being stirred by this Dao rhyme, it is like a flat surface.
A pebble was dropped on the lake.
A few breaths later, a man with a majestic figure wearing a purple and gold robe appeared out of thin air in front of the teahouse.
The waiter's eyes lit up. The purple and gold robe the man wore was extremely expensive, and the aura of nobility he exuded invisibly showed that this person had an extraordinary status. Such a distinguished guest was rarely seen even in a teahouse.
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"Please come in, guest officer."
The waiter hurriedly bowed forward to lead the way, with a humble posture and a pleasant smile. As he walked in, he introduced with a smile: "There is a private room upstairs. Should you go to the private room or sit in the lobby?"
"Feifeng Pavilion, I have an appointment."
The visitor replied, his eyes paused on the waiter for a moment, and his eyes narrowed slightly. The waiter was stunned for a moment, and said: "It turns out that we have an appointment. An old man came to Feifeng Pavilion. I think he is a friend of the guest officer."
The waiter informed the visitor that he had arrived at Feifeng Pavilion and bowed to leave.
The visitor stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Hurry home and spend time with your family. If there are still unresolved matters, hurry up and take care of them."
The waiter was stunned for a moment and was about to ask why?
For some reason, this idea suddenly disappeared, and I felt a sense of urgency in my heart, as if the middle-aged man was giving an order. He hurried downstairs, without even saying hello to the shopkeeper, and rushed home.
The middle-aged man opened the door and saw Meng Daoyan slowly sipping tea. When he came in, a kind smile appeared on his face. He quickly put down the tea cup, stood up, gave a big gift to the middle-aged man, and said respectfully: "
I have met the Ling Emperor."
"Huh, if you don't have awe in your heart, what's the use of being polite."
Emperor Ling snorted coldly, jumped over Meng Daoyan, and sat down in front of the coffee table.
Meng Daoyan did not do business. After sitting down, he said with a smile: "The etiquette between kings and ministers must not be neglected. This is what Gaozu has decided. Although I have no official status, I will never dare to disobey Gaozu's words."
"Those who kill civilians for no reason should be killed!"
Ling Emperor looked at Meng Daoyan with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I think that waiter was just a little disrespectful to you, so you killed him. Why didn't you listen to Gaozu's words?"
"What does Emperor Ling mean by these words?"
Meng Daoyan looked surprised and said, "Isn't the waiter in the shop alive and well?"
The Emperor Ling's eyes were cold, staring straight at Meng Daoyan. In his majestic and domineering eyes, the stars disappeared, and a blue dragon filling the world slowly emerged. For a time, the entire elegant room was filled with the power of the dragon, revealing the vastness of the vast wilderness.
The meaning is so terrifying that even an ordinary Mahayana monk would not be able to admit it for long in front of this aura.
"Your Majesty is very capable."
Meng Daoyan's expression did not change at all, and he said with a smile: "This nine-turn blue dragon transformation is an ancient mysterious skill. After the great change in the world, no one can practice it. I didn't expect that your majesty would practice this skill to this extent.
, there is only a thin line between you and perfection."
"Hmph, Meng Daoyan, aren't you afraid that I will kill you here?"
The Ling Emperor snorted coldly. His aura did not diminish, but intensified. At the same time, a chilling aura came from the direction of the palace. It was the aura of the Immortal Killing Formation.
The cold hairs on Meng Daoyan's neck stood up, and he said without changing his expression: "Of course I am afraid, so I have not dared to step into Zhongzhou for thousands of years."
"Why do you dare to come today?"
Emperor Ling raised his brows and said with a sneer: "You think Yunzhou has fallen, and the Fox and Wolf Clan are in the realm, so I don't dare to kill you."
"No no no."
Meng Daoyan shook his head and said: "Although this Taoist body of the old man is very precious, it is not something that cannot be discarded. But, does your Majesty really want to do this?"
The Spirit Emperor's eyes narrowed, his eyes sparkled with divine light, and he stared at Meng Daoyan again and again. After a moment, his breath disappeared, and he asked with a trembling tone: "You are actually practicing that magical power."
"It just worked out by luck."
Meng Daoyan took a sip of tea and said: "Your Majesty is dissatisfied. This old man is only one step away from a true immortal. The Civet Cat Clan on the border of Youzhou promised me a mature immortal plant to help me become a Taoist. The only requirement is to share the Youzhou border with me.
Zhou, I refused."
Emperor Ling's eyes were cold and he said sternly: "You are threatening Gu."
"Don't dare."
Meng Daoyan shook his head with a smile and said: "Now that the Tang Dynasty is in trouble internally and externally, and there is a lack of true immortals to take charge, I am just looking for an opportunity. As long as the royal family does not interfere, after I succeed, I will definitely help the royal family take back Yunzhou.
Anyone who violates this will be punished by heaven and earth."
Emperor Ling said nothing and stared at Meng Daoyan for a long time before disappearing into the teahouse.
"Remember your promise."
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A hundred years is too long for Ning Yi.
His soul has begun to become truly spiritual. This time when he entered the palace, he not only realized the Tianyuan Dragon Soul, but also got a lot of dragon beard tea. When the two worked together, he was soon able to completely integrate the rules of the inner world and transform the soul
Transformed into true spirit.
As for the immortal body.
For Ning Yi, it has never been a problem.
He has already fused with the Earth Mother Demonic Tree and planted the seeds among the wolves. As long as he is given a period of time, he can catalyze the Earth Mother Demonic Tree to mature rapidly and transform his body, which is natural.
Therefore, Meng Daoyan's promise was not at all tempting to Ning Yi.
What's more, due to Daoyan's promise, there have been too many changes.
Once this person becomes a true immortal, will he accept his fate and survive for a hundred years? Not to mention anything else, as long as he has enough spiritual power, the injury to his soul cannot be completely healed, and he is afraid that his lifespan will not only be a hundred years
.In order to survive, Meng Daoyan is bound to have a conflict with the Tang Dynasty royal family. At that time, the human race will probably be even more chaotic. Therefore, these promises seem to be righteous, but in fact they cannot withstand scrutiny.
"If my Taoist friends can't believe it, I can make an oath of heaven."
Meng Daoyan saw Ning Yiying and added sincerely.
"Why wait until you become a true immortal to serve your country?"
Ning Yi chuckled lightly and said: "Based on your current strength, fellow Taoist, among the two fox and wolf clans, if a true immortal is born, no one can be your rival. Unfortunately, I have not heard that my fellow Taoist has killed any fox wolf."
A monk from the second clan."
The smile on Meng Daoyan's face froze slightly, and his peaceful eyes gradually turned gloomy.
Ning Yi's words meant he rejected him and stepped on him by the way.
"I came with good intentions."
Meng Daoyan sighed, his eyes gradually deepened, and he said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that I can't explain it. For the sake of the justice of the human race, I must not do anything against my will."
"Haha, I've already made up my mind to get over it, why bother showing off here."
Ning Yi sneered, looked at Meng Daoyan with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is very powerful, but this is still located in Zhongzhou, very close to Chang'an. If you take action, you won't be afraid of being plucked by the royal family afterwards."
"Old men are naturally afraid."
Meng Daoyan looked like he would rather give up and not be in a hurry to take action. He said in an unhurried tone: "So, I made a deal with the royal family."