In the Tianxing Empire Palace, there was silence in the magnificent hall. Only the slowly burning unknown spices in the huge incense burner next to the huge carved dragon beams made one or two crackling sounds from time to time, and the curls of green smoke exuded a smell.
A light and refreshing fragrance.
The scarlet velvet carpet was filled with more than a hundred well-dressed civil and military ministers. At this time, they all bowed their heads in silence, silently counting the down hairs on the carpet. The civil servants who were usually eloquent were now dumbfounded and could only use it from time to time.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the middle-aged man sitting alone on the high platform at the end of the carpet.
This man is none other than Chu Tianxing, the leader of the Tianxing Empire. After sitting on the Dragon Throne at the age of eighteen, he took over the military and political power of a country with his extraordinary iron-blooded skills. His sharp mind and open-minded mind allowed him to survive for decades.
During his political career, he was like a fish in water. Under his governance, the huge Tianxing Empire became unprecedentedly strong and became the leader among the four empires.
Now this all-powerful man is sitting alone on the dragon chair with frowning and silent, his face is full of sorrow, the powerful ministers below are all silent, and the drop of a needle can be heard in the hall.
Even the warriors standing on both sides of the palace could only hold their sword hilts and stand like clay sculptures, not even daring to move their heels.
There was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the palace, and a group of people came one after another. The leader was a warrior wearing black armor, about thirty years old, with sword-like eyebrows and tiger eyes, calm and powerful, he was the king of Chutian Palace.
The guard commander Baolin was followed by more than ten old men with chicken skin and gray hair, all carrying wooden boxes of different sizes in their hands, and they bowed tremblingly and followed Baolin.
Chu Tianxing stood up suddenly, and before everyone could salute, he asked loudly: "Have you ever found out the cause of the princess' illness?" His tone was very anxious.
Pauling clasped his hands in his fists and said, "Your Majesty, we haven't found anything yet." He turned to look at the famous doctors behind him who bowed their heads in silence. He didn't know which batch this was. Since the day the princess got the strange disease, all the doctors in the palace have been
The imperial doctors tried their best but could not figure out the cause of this strange disease.
It was only when Chu Tianxing was over thirty that he got this princess: Chu Li. The couple regarded Chu Li as the apple of their eyes and doted on her. Chu Li, who was only eighteen years old, was also a graceful and beautiful woman. However, Chu Tianxing was the most charming.
What I am proud of is my daughter's talent. I still remember that when she was twelve years old, the bachelor who was originally responsible for teaching Chu Li literature and history took the initiative to resign. The second year, the person who taught piano, chess, calligraphy and painting could not escape the thought that he had no skills to teach.
Even Paulin, who taught martial arts, was often forced into a hurry by the little girl. Fortunately, his daughter's body could never compare to the strength of a man like him, so he could only always praise the little princess for her superiority.
How could such a talented and beautiful baby girl not be loved by her parents? But now she is inexplicably suffering from a strange disease. She looks pale every day, her whole body feels like an ice cave, and even the room is on fire.
Even with several pots of charcoal fire, a layer of frost can form on the princess's hair. If it weren't for a few strangers using their internal energy to relax her muscles and activate her pulse every day, she would have died long ago. Is it true that God is jealous of her beauty?
Chu Tianxing posted a notice on the imperial list. If he could cure the princess's disease, he promised to be a high-ranking official and to find good doctors from all over the world. Every day, the doctors who came to the palace to treat the princess were like crucian carp crossing the river.
For a hundred days, the cause of the princess's illness was not found. How could the father not be so anxious?
"That's it, let them leave!" Chu Tianxing waved his hand feebly, his face was filled with sadness, and he seemed to have aged ten years. He was already nearly fifty years old and had a few clusters of silver on his temples.
The doctors bowed their heads and left, leaving only Pauling to bow and then stand aside.
"Let's disperse!" Chu Tianxing said lightly, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he heard a loud voice outside the hall singing: "Master Dongsheng asks to see you!"
Chu Tianxing, who was about to turn around and leave, raised his sword eyebrows. This Master Dongsheng was a strange person in his heart. Normally, a dragon could see its head but not its tail, which was rare for ordinary people to see. This man was proficient in the art of metaphysical divination, and everything he said was unparalleled.
It came true, I met Chu Tianxing once when he was still a prince.
At the beginning, the late king had nine sons, each with his or her own merits. Chu Tianxing was ranked fifth. At that time, he was a humble man with an unassuming appearance. The late king highly praised Master Dongsheng as a brother and once invited him to serve as a minister of state.
I was offered the position of teacher, but all of them were politely declined.
One day, the late king, together with the Master and other princes, were visiting a garden and asked jokingly: "Does the Master know who will succeed me in the throne a hundred years from now?" The Master smiled and did not answer, and after the late King asked again and again, he slowly said: "Chu
The king is determined by heaven, and he must be careful in his conduct." There was no further text.
The princes also chirped up and asked about how many children they would have in the future, etc., and the Master all answered them one by one with a pleasant look. Chu Tianxing, who was only ten years old at the time, couldn't help but follow the crowd and asked, and the Master smiled and answered: "
A son and a daughter are like a dragon or a phoenix among men."
Scenes of past events came to mind, and a bright light lit up in Chu Tianxing's heart. He didn't care about the majesty of the royal family, jumped down from the high platform, strode towards the front of the palace, and shouted: "Hurry up.
Please, uncle!" All the ministers were stunned for a moment, secretly guessing who this Master Dongsheng was, and they all turned their heads and looked behind them.
I saw an old Taoist wearing a linen robe approaching from outside the temple with a smile. This Taoist had a boyish face with white hair and a long beard reaching to his chest. He also carried a huge cloth flag in his hand. He walked without dust, which was quite impressive.
He looks somewhat like a fairy.
The person who came was none other than Master Dongsheng, who was called uncle by Chu Tianxing. Before the death of the late king, he was considered a brother. It was reasonable for him to be called uncle by Chu Tianxing, not to mention that now this Master Dongsheng is no different from a brother.
The most timely life-saving straw!
Chu Tianxing walked quickly to Master Dongsheng, bowed and clasped his fists in a full salute, saying, "Tianxing has met your uncle!" When he raised his head, his face was stained with tears, and his heart was filled with sorrow because of his beloved daughter's illness.
Chu Tianxing was like a child full of grievances at the moment when he saw his relatives for the first time.
Master Dong Sheng stretched out his hand to hold Chu Tianxing's generous arm: "My dear nephew, you don't have to be like this. Now that you are the king of a country, why don't you kill me?" Although he said this, there was a smile of relief in the corners of his eyes.
"Tian Xing begs the emperor to save this little girl's life!" After saying this, he leaned down to worship.
Master Dongsheng smiled slightly, and gently held up his skinny palm. Chu Tianxing could not bend down no matter what, so he had to give up after struggling a few times, and raised his head to look at the Master eagerly.
"My dear nephew, why should you care about these etiquettes? I am here just for this matter. Take me to see the princess quickly!" The Master Dong Sheng actually called him princess, which seemed a bit inappropriate.
Chu Tianxing, who felt a little out of character, no longer paid attention to the dull civil and military ministers, and led Dong Sheng to the inner courtyard of the palace without looking back, with Baoling following closely behind.
The group of people walked quickly through the corridor surrounded by greenery in the palace, bypassed the imperial garden, and headed south. The plain white palace-style building not far ahead was where Princess Chu Li lived: Lixu Palace
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The attendants standing outside the palace quickly knelt down and saluted when Chu Tianxing arrived, but they did not dare to say anything. Ever since the princess got a strange disease, Chu Tianxing had already ordered the attendants in Lixu Palace not to make loud noises, so as not to affect the princess.
Rest, even if he saw him, he didn't need to sing a report, which shows his doting on Chu Li.
"Uncle Emperor, please!" Pauling stepped forward and gently pushed open the palace door. A wave of heat rushed towards him. Several fist-sized white black crystals were covered by several lampshade-like objects, emitting a soft light.
The air was filled with a pungent herbal smell, mixed with a faint scent of agarwood.
The decoration layout in the palace is extremely elegant. There are all four treasures in the study, such as zither, zither, flute and sword. It can be seen that Princess Chu Li is really a strange woman with both literary and martial arts. There are several huge statues placed in the main hall.
There was a blazing charcoal fire burning in the copper basin, and the whole hall was scorching hot. There were two attendants sweating profusely while adding new charcoal to the copper basin, not daring to slack off.
When everyone walked into the bedroom in the south of the hall, the first thing they saw was a large milky white bed. Through the gauze bed curtain, they could vaguely see a woman in palace clothes lying across it, and two women standing in front of the bed.
When the attendant saw Chu Tianxing arriving, he knelt down to salute and then gently lifted the bed curtain.
It was Princess Chu Li who was sleeping soundly inside. Her eyebrows seemed to be frowning but not frowning. Her skin was as pale as fat, and her beautiful face was slightly thin. There was a touch of sadness between her eyebrows, and there was a faint trace of silky clouds on her temples.
There is still some white frost that has not dispersed, what a peerless beauty that makes people pity her.
Master Dongsheng glanced at the beauty on the bed and couldn't help but sigh slightly. He ignored Chu Tianxing and others and turned around to walk out of the palace.
This move made Chu Tianxing on the side slightly stunned, and then he quickly followed...
Master Dong Sheng walked as fast as flying until he reached the Imperial Garden before he suddenly stopped. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, and remained motionless. Chu Tianxing and Bao Lin, who came later, had no choice but to lower their hands and sit aside in silence.
wait.
After a full two hours, Chu Tianxing's feet were a little numb. The attentive Baolin brought a wicker chair from somewhere and wanted Chu Tianxing to sit down, but was rejected by the stubborn king.
, had no choice but to stand aside quietly.
At this moment, Master Dongsheng suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to stroke the silver beard that reached his chest, and spoke slowly.
"Oh God! I already know the cause of the princess's illness, but it is even more difficult to cure it!" Master Dong Sheng had a hint of hesitation on his face.
Chu Tianxing was overjoyed when he heard this, tears welled up in his eyes, and even his voice became a little trembling: "Uncle Huang, if we can save Li'er, even if Tianxing devotes all the efforts of the whole country, he will not hesitate!
Please also ask the emperor's uncle to show you the immortal formula, and Tianxing will do it!"
"Alas! Jiuyin Juemai requires the blood of a golden dragon to heal. Looking at the world, how many people can capture a dragon and take its blood? I wonder if I don't have this ability yet..."
Boom! Baoling knelt down in front of the Master and said in a loud voice: "General Paulin, please tell the Master where the Golden Dragon is hiding. I will get back the blood of the Golden Dragon even if my liver and brain are shattered!" Pauling, as a princess,
The teacher who taught him the profession was naturally willing to comfort his disciples without caring about his own safety.
"General, please get up! The blood of the golden dragon is not something that ordinary people like you can easily obtain. Even if I tell you where the golden dragon is hiding, it is just a waste of life!" The Master reached out and flicked Baoling lightly, but he actually forced it.
Shengsheng pulled his kneeling body up.
Hearing what the Master said, Chu Tianxing couldn't help but feel a little impatient. He finally found a way to save his beloved daughter, but it was absolutely impossible for him to give up. He gritted his teeth and said.
"Uncle Emperor, even if you tell me where to get the blood of the golden dragon, Tianxing can ask the protector of the country to go there. Is it possible that they can't defeat the golden dragon with their magical powers?" For the sake of his daughter, Chu Tianxing decided to invite Tianxing.
The protector of the country, known to few people in the empire, will help.
"The cultivation of those four divine generals is certainly extraordinary. Even if you want to capture the dragon and draw its blood, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do so. If one of them is lost, the foundation of the empire will be loosened for thousands of years!"
"Uncle Huang..." Chu Tianxing could no longer bear the pain in his heart and shouted.
The Master shook his head slightly and sighed slightly: "That's all. The one-horned golden dragon is hiding in the forest of beasts in the extreme south of the empire. If you want to get its essence and blood, you must recruit all kinds of strange people from all over the world to go with you, plus the protector of the country."
A surprise attack from the side will be effective. Even taking three or five drops of dragon blood can make the princess recover!"
Master Dongsheng reached back and grabbed the cloth banner next to him, and floated away. No matter how Chu Tianxing behind him called, he did not look back to take a look...
Looking at the master's back gradually disappearing into the distance, Chu Tianxing looked blank and muttered two words: "Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts, Golden Dragon Blood..."