Wuyu once had a good piece of clothing, a really good piece of clothing...Haiqing robe.
Speaking of which, it was when she was traveling in the grassland and preaching the gospel that the Chanyu of Quanrong, although not educated, respected her piety and hard work and gave her this sea green robe.
This cassock is a magical treasure. It feels smooth and thin like onion skin, and looks much softer than ordinary silk, but it is extremely warm when worn on the body, and its thermal insulation effect is no less than that of fine fur. It is said that the cassock is
Weaved from the legendary fire silk, it is difficult to find another one in the world. It is unknown where the Inu Rong Chanyu got it.
The most painful thing about preaching on the grassland is the strong cold wind that can blow away the soul in the middle of winter. No matter how advanced your cultivation is, it is of no use. Thanks to this robe, the master can stay in the depths of the grassland for many years.
After she returned to China and before retreating, floods occurred in the eastern part of Nanli. Farmland was flooded and homes were no longer available. A large number of victims appeared. The court's full capacity to fight the disaster was insufficient. Buddhism also called on believers to raise funds for disaster relief. At this time, there was a mysterious man in Beijing.
The person found Wuyu and donated a huge sum of money. The person did not want to disclose his name, so Wuyu gave the person this robe to express her gratitude. When there was a fire in the monastery, she invited Song Yang
Go find the other party and borrow the cassock for a while.
At this moment, this sea blue robe is draped on Prince Jing. According to Song Yang's knowledge in the previous life, Prince Jing's current situation is almost like wrapping up a fur coat and standing motionless in the sunset in a weather of 20 degrees Celsius.
...While Prince Jing was thinking, "It's not easy to be a nun," Song Yang also smiled secretly: It's also difficult to be a rebel.
The blessing array presided over by the two masters was quietly adjusted. Of course, this could not escape Prince Jing's eyes, but he did not take it seriously. He only said that this was a normal change in Buddhism. Prince Jing completely trusted Wuyu, and he had great respect for Buddhism.
He didn't understand the matter very well... Even if he did, it would be useless. In such a huge dojo, thousands of Zen disciples, except for Wuyu, Gushi and more than forty hard practitioners, only a few could really recognize this magic circle.
The vast majority of monks are a little suspicious at best.
King Jing was sweating profusely, but Wu Yu personally put the robe on him. From a big point of view, this was the recognition from the Buddhists in Nanli. From a small point of view, it was a supreme honor. No matter what, he could not
Take it off, no matter how hot it is, you have to endure it, and I just hope that the final blessing circle will end soon.
However, Prince Jing must be disappointed. When he couldn't bear the heat, the tantric magic circle to suppress evil spirits had just begun.
The 'King of Mantra' method was learned by Wuyu when she was practicing intensively in Tubo in her early years. As for why she asked Gu Shi to find an ascetic for help, there are many reasons:
The most basic thing is that those who practice asceticism have a tantric background, are familiar with all laws and regulations, and can quickly master the formation specially used to deal with the 'Milao evil magic'; Zen emphasizes peace, while Tantric pursues the ultimate, which is to suppress demons and subjugate demons.
In other words, Tantric magic is more powerful and domineering; ascetic has always hated evil, and is the person who cares least about power in the world; most importantly... ascetic has no power, he keeps himself clean, others can't win them over, and they can't win over, among this group of people
There will be no undercover agents from Prince Jing or Yan Ding.
Unknowingly, the chanting of the hard-working mantras became louder. They didn't know that Wuyu's light robe was as thick as a heavy coat. They only saw Prince Jing sweating profusely and his face flushed in the demon-subduing array.
His eyes were distracted... How could the monster remain calm after being trapped in the esoteric formation? Prince Jing's appearance was clearly that of a monster.
Seeing that King Jing's situation was different, his mood became more determined. While casting the spell with all his strength, his mind gradually became clearer, and all the power was poured into the magic circle... From dusk to dark, more than half an hour passed, but not only did the magic circle not
There were no signs of stopping, but it was running even faster.
King Jing persevered hard, sweating countless kilograms. From his hair to his clothes and even his shoes and socks, everything was soaked with sweat. His whole body seemed as if he had just been fished out of the water. As night fell, a heavy cloud came,
The sky in Phoenix was heavy, and the air was stuffy again. Although there was no sun, it was even hotter than during the day.
But Prince Jing's feeling was different from everyone else's. He clearly felt cool.
As night falls, waves of coolness come from nowhere, penetrating from the skin to the lungs and traveling through the limbs.
Is it a cool night?
Prince Jing blinked his eyes, but suddenly lost the strength to open his eyelids again, and the same was true for his thoughts. He couldn't think about anything anymore... The coolness after the heat came so pleasantly, almost instantly, that kind of just
A comfortable feeling that can be described as happiness spread throughout his body, making him lazy and tired. He didn't want to think about anything at all, and all his mind could not help but enjoy it.
Prince Jing couldn't help but chuckle.
The incantation of penance suddenly rang loudly, the Brahma bell was in hand, and the magic circle turned faster and faster, almost running and leaping.
King Jing turned a deaf ear.
The country in front of you is picturesque, with thousands of troops under your command, behind you the splendor of the royal court, and a generation of geniuses in the prosperous times. On the left are the ministers and people worshiping, and on the right is Master Wuyu leading the Buddhists from all over the world to pay tribute... Indescribable joy.
Only in the depths of Prince Jing's consciousness did he feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. It felt like a moment in a dream, when he knew he was dreaming but was unable to wake up, and Prince Jing didn't want to wake up. This was a
Sweet dreams make him feel happy.
The name of this recipe is called "Yu Xian".
Dr. You possesses profound poison skills. After receiving the inheritance from his master, he did not stick to the ancient prescriptions and created countless poison prescriptions on his own, and Amber was no exception.
You Lixing has a dull personality and is dull. The recipes he creates are not fancy at all, they are all based on practicality, such as 'not hungry' and 'burning poison'. Amber is different, a woman with a passionate temperament pursues ethereal beauty.
The heart does not want to be pragmatic but only seeks to be freehand, just like this 'yu fairy', which can only make people forget where they are, completely fall into illusion and enjoy endless joy. The medicine can neither save nor kill people, but it has a little effect.
: The medicine will affect the eyes and make them blood red. After the medicine wears off, the vision will be blurred for three or two days. Other than that, there will be no harm... Doctor You didn't even bother to read such a prescription, but it was the most beautiful thing about Amber.
A proudly unique secret recipe.
In the same way as 'Uncut Jade', 'Yu Xian' also penetrates into the skin through pores. However, in such an occasion, Song Yang had no chance to appear. Sora had the ability to poison but was unable to use it. It was difficult for novices to do it without fish.
Unknowingly, the powder of yang medicine was contaminated on Prince Jing's body, so the two of them devised a method: the powder of yang medicine was put on Hai Qing's robe.
The master had taken the antidote in advance and was not affected by the medicine at all. The dharma robe was thick and warm, and Prince Jing did not have the restraint and discipline of the master. So when he was in a state of turmoil, he would inevitably sweat when he put on such a warm garment.
, when the clothes are soaked, 'yuxian' will also be stained on the skin through sweat, and Prince Jing will flutter 'yuxian'.
The rituals continued. Master Wuyu who was sitting on the ground slowly got up, stood up, and made gestures to the surroundings. The Sanskrit mantra chanting suddenly faded away. The ascetics continued to pursue the position, but they all kept their mouths shut.
From shouting curses out loud to chanting Sanskrit in his heart, all the Zen monks outside also stopped talking. The dojo suddenly became quiet. Wuyu waited for a while, then took a deep breath and said, "Why are you laughing?"
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He didn't know where he was, forgetting the world outside him. All his senses had been invested in this imperial dream. There was no need to talk about guarding. Prince Jing was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself. When he was happy, he suddenly heard from nowhere.
A voice: "Why are you laughing?"
The steady, solemn yet friendly voice sounded very familiar, but Prince Jing couldn't remember who the owner of the voice was for a moment, but he could feel that the other person he trusted, truly trusted. What's more, this was a game.
It’s such a big dream, so why hide it in the dream: “I’m about to ascend the throne and rule the world, so of course I have to laugh.”
As he said that, Prince Jing laughed again... It was indeed a dream. Prince Jing didn't feel that he was speaking, he was just answering in his heart, but he could hear his own voice in his ears. This was a fresh feeling and very interesting.
The words in Mi's mind during the illusion and the words in reality were not only heard by Prince Jing himself, but also by those around the dojo that had just calmed down.
Except for the core members of the ritual, everyone was shocked when they heard this. It was already obvious that Prince Jing would ascend the throne, but it was inappropriate to say it outright.
The little prince raised his head and looked at his father longingly. After the death of his mother and queen mother, his most trusted grandfather, Prince Jing, his baby's mouth trembled... He was not sensible yet, but the children of the emperor's family, no matter how young they are, can understand the throne of the dragon.
The weight. But before he could say anything, Master Gushi took him into her arms and signaled him not to say anything.
Master Ban in the dojo reacted very quickly. Prince Jing was sweating profusely at first and then laughed slyly. These abnormal behaviors had already aroused his suspicion. At this moment, when he heard that the question and answer sounded wrong, he made a quick decision and immediately shouted: "Thief nun"
Use your magic skills to capture it quickly!" Almost at the same time as he spoke, Mr. Hu, who had the same status as him, also raised his voice: "Be frank in your heart, why be afraid of talking in your sleep! Gods and nuns drive away evil spirits for the country and the people, and those who act rashly will be punished.
Complicit in rebellion!"
The left and right prime ministers spoke out at the same time, and the two teams of inner court guards also took completely opposite actions. The first team had a large number of people, and immediately stepped forward with swords drawn when the chief officer shouted, while the other team had a small number of people, but no momentum at all.
Not arrogantly, the chief officer shouted in a deep voice: "Protect the formation!" More than a hundred people with resolute faces blocked the way.
Needless to say, the ones who were about to charge the formation were Prince Jing’s confidants; and the hundreds of people who were guarding the formation, without exception, had seen ghosts in the middle of the night four days ago... They saw with their own eyes the two gods and nuns who blocked the emperor’s ghost and rescued him.
Having sacrificed everyone's lives, they naturally regarded Wuyu as a god in their hearts. But just relying on that little bit of worship and gratitude was not enough. The fact that they were able to escape at this moment must be attributed to Mr. Hu.
With the current situation in Beijing, Mr. Hu did not have the opportunity to directly meet with the imperial guards. He only asked him to bring four sentences to the chief of the imperial guards from inside the palace:
The inner palace has strict laws and numerous auspicious tools to ward off evil spirits. Why was Fenglong possessed by evil spirits?
Long live why the soul is still alive and wandering around Sansi;
The master has learned the truth from Long Live Yinhun, and the truth will be revealed when praying for blessings;
Please general, please protect the country, protect the law, protect the people, and protect me, Nanli Fuhui...
The two teams of inner court guards are facing each other sharply, and the situation inside and outside the dojo is not just as simple as a confrontation between the guards;
Among the monks in the dojo, a group of more than ten people, whether they were Prince Jing's confidants or the state master's spies, shouted, "Thieves and nuns are casting evil spells," and they all rushed towards them like wolves and tigers; a middle-aged monk suddenly stood out.
Turning out, a pair of big sleeves fluttered in the wind, firmly stopping them: "Wait, stop." The voice was loud and serious, just like the words he shouted when he was at the Yan army's mountain camp during the border flood epidemic... Disguise
Shi Xiaoxiao.
Among the crowd of people outside the dojo, some shouted "thieves and nuns use evil methods" to incite ignorance, while the other end responded tit for tat, shouting "shen nuns cast spells to drive away evil spirits". Not only King Jing had confidants, but also the Red Guards, Prime Minister Zuo, the Ministry of Punishment and the Murong family.
Hidden stakes were also placed in the crowd, and at the same time as they shouted, more than a few people started to move at the same time. The simplest and most brutal confrontation was to assassinate each other secretly.
There are still 20,000 soldiers surrounding the dojo. Today's legal matters are of great importance, and the main force of the imperial guards in Beijing are stationed here to maintain order.
There were no old generals among this elite army. However, after Fenglong's death, the royal family was controlled by King Jing, so they obeyed King Jing's orders. When they saw the scene in the formation, the army immediately approached, but they did not charge and kill. The general
He was also hesitating in his heart. Like most people, he wanted to hear what Prince Jing had to say...
Chaos was about to happen in front of the palace, and she was afraid that disaster would happen without even taking a single breath. Even the usually expressionless Master Gu Shi was looking anxious. If there was chaos in the palace, all the hard work would be in vain, but Wuyu didn't panic.
Slowly, he raised one hand and firmly grasped Prince Jing's throat!
The chaos in front of us was already expected. If we can't get over this hurdle, what's the point of planning?
What's more, solving this problem is not difficult in the first place, just stretch out your hand and it will be fine... God is so merciful, why bother killing people? Master Wuyu looked calm, raised his eyes and looked around.
The forces of King Jing's lineage are divided into two groups. One is the confidants who have been secretly cultivated for many years, Yuyi. This group of people may not be as elite as the Red Guards, but they are no less loyal when it comes to their master's destiny.
Between Tai's three fingers, they cast a rat-proof weapon and immediately did not dare to move again;
Another level of strength is the court officials headed by You Prime Minister, who are attracted by him. Prime Minister You and others do not have much loyalty to Prince Jing, and they only have a cooperative relationship. At this moment, Prince Jing is unconscious and may rebel at any time.
The truth is, Mr. Ban is not willing to die with him. The idea in his heart is clear: he would rather let the master kill Prince Jing than allow the matter to continue to develop.
It's a pity that only ideas are useless... Today's grand ceremony is all organized by King Jing. Mr. Ban came alone, and all his loyal warriors were left in the mansion. This was done to avoid suspicion and to prevent King Jing from suspecting anything. Right in advance
The Prime Minister never expected that things would suddenly change like this. As an old man, what could he do? Not to mention rushing into the formation and causing chaos, if there was no one to support him, it would be difficult for him to walk to the center of the formation.
However, Mr. Ban did not give up and always gave it a try. He used all his strength and shouted at Prince Jing in the center of the formation not far away: "Wang Jia, wake up!"
Prince Jing was indifferent. Strangely enough, he could hear Wuyu's voice, but had no reaction to any other movement.
Mr. Ban stopped working in vain and looked up at the commander of the imperial army and the leader of the imperial guards. His voice was calm and majestic: "Prince Jing is held hostage by a demon, and Nanli's well-being is at stake. Do you generals just stand and watch the show?" Prime Minister Right said.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the troublemakers came immediately. Prime Minister Zuo said in a solemn tone: "The situation is complicated, stability must come first. Everything must be done by the general. I can't wait for the military, so it all depends on the general."
The military force in Beijing has its own system. It has the power to make decisions at special times and is not subject to orders from courtiers. Prime Minister Zuo's meaning is very unclear. He is telling the generals: Don't listen to Lao Ban, he can't control you.
At this moment, Du Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, who never liked to talk and never took the initiative to speak out, also spoke up with a light voice: "If there is no fish and no one can be trusted, there will be no trustworthy person in the world."
The commander of the imperial army first turned around and whispered the order, then looked at Wuyu Senran and shouted: "Emperor Taizu has established a law, and the heirs of the emperor's line will not be coerced, and they will be killed together. If you don't release the king within one moment, you will not be killed."
The formation of the soldiers and horses changed again, and they were getting closer. The sharpshooters bent their bows and arrows, forming a pressing force but they still didn't rush into the formation... This was a satisfactory method, and it would make sense everywhere.
When Lord Ban heard this, he sighed secretly in his heart; Prime Minister Zuo and Du Shangshu looked at each other, and both of them smiled.
An hour is divided into four quarters, and one quarter is enough for Tan Tuzi to talk about "Song Qi Shi wields his sword and beats him at the same level".
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Prince Jing had no idea what was going on outside him, and he didn't even know that his throat was being held by his master. He was still addicted to the dream of being a 'yu fairy' and couldn't extricate himself. After a period of silence, a familiar voice sounded from his ears again: "
Congratulations!" The man's voice was smiling, and he was sincerely happy for him, and continued to ask: "Be the emperor of the Han people?"
King Jing wanted to laugh again, but laughed at the stupidity of the person who asked the question: "I am a Han, so I will naturally be the emperor of the Han people. I don't want the dog seats of Tubo, Uighur, and Quanrong for free. I just want to kill all those barbarian countries."
"
"So, your Majesty is the Emperor of Dayan?"
Prince Jing smiled and shook his head: "Dayan is my father's kingdom..."
This statement made a huge difference! I was just afraid of disturbing Master Tai's questioning, so I could only swallow back the exclamation, feeling unspeakably depressed in my chest.
But Prince Jing had not yet finished his words: "I regard the Yan State Master as my master and cannot be disobedient. I dare not covet the Yan State. If the old man has an order, no one in Rentang dares to disobey."
"Your Majesty is not the Emperor of Dayan..." The voice finally became clear: "It turns out that you are the emperor of Nanli Kingdom." After speaking, he paused for a moment, and his tone became suspicious again: "But Nanli Kingdom has an emperor.
,Long live Honglong in the glorious year, strong and energetic..."
Prince Jing's laughter became louder, and before the other party finished speaking, he said: "Fenglong is a bad guy!"
There were tens of thousands of people present, but they still held back their shouts and did not dare to disturb them. However, the sound of heavy breathing must have gathered together, and the atmosphere in the night was extremely oppressive, and it was not known when it would explode...
Prince Jing smiled heartily and continued: "Even now, I'm afraid even Fenglong still can't figure out what's going on..."
"The Mid-Autumn Festival Parade is your Majesty's clever plan. Not only did you cheat Fenglong, but you also have to destroy the Queen Mother and the Empress?" Wuyu interrupted Prince Jing's sleep talk. The news that Fenglong was not dead cannot be made public and Prince Jing cannot be allowed to continue talking.
, Shitai’s rhetorical question was carefully worded. To outsiders, it sounded like the emperor had died tragically, but it was also true to Prince Jing’s ears.
Prince Jing closed his eyes and raised an eyebrow. His proud look seemed a little distorted under the firelight: "Otherwise, how could I ascend to the throne?" ro!.