Chapter Seventy-Six: The Hereafter, the Heavenly Immortals

"If you go outside, you must first settle inside!"

After Yang Weiyang finished speaking, he left the Imperial Garden, there was still a bustle to see in front of him, he didn't want to stay in such a cold place.

Royal Square, at the moment is performing a dance from Beimeng, Beimeng dance.

Most of the women exposed their navels and large pieces of snow-white skin, so that the Central Plains women couldn't help but turn their heads sideways or close their eyes.

Still, they were curious about the dances they danced. Secretly open your eyes, and you are afraid of being discovered by others.

As for a group of men, they appreciate it very much, after all, except for the women of Beimeng, they will not show so much.

Yang Weiyang sat in a seat where no one was sitting, but when others saw that it was him, they immediately distanced themselves from him. If His Majesty the Emperor saw that he was sitting so close to him, he would not be able to tell even if he had eight mouths.

Yang Weiyang didn't care, Yang Guangdu hadn't shown it yet, but you courtiers did it first.

Don't you know that the holy will is unpredictable? In case he suddenly changes his face to Xishu, it is difficult for you to use your face to stick to Xishu's ass.

That's right, if you can be an official, or a Beijing official, you can't climb so high if you don't have the grass on the wall.

Yang Weiyang drank himself, and an old man in a sixtieth birthday sat next to him.

"Shizi is a good drinker!" said the old man with a smile.

Yang Weiyang looked at this person and was shocked, but then hugged his hand at the old man to show respect.

Qin Tian is in prison, Qin Honghuang!

This is the person who occupies two points among the six people in the Spring and Autumn Period.

The rise of the Great Sui Dynasty has too much to do with him. Maybe it's not him, the world will be five points, but Yang Jian is still a relative of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the emperor laughed.

Since ancient times, the Qin Heavenly Prison has been the department that monitors the 24 solar terms, the calendar, and the growth of crops, and who would associate them with the future of divination.

Qin Honghuang can really calculate the future, but he is also afraid of death, so he is unwilling to calculate with his life.

What's more, providence is unpredictable, and the devil knows what will happen in the future.

It's better to train apprentices old, have nothing to tease the birds, and be able to live for a few years.

And there was a little boy next to him, completely ignoring the eyes around him, and when he saw so many delicious foods on the table, he had already let go of eating.

Just because my teacher said that if you want to eat, you can eat more, and there will not be many opportunities like this in the future.

He didn't know why there wasn't much left, but he was happy to be able to eat him.

Qin Tianjian is a Qingshui Yamen, and because his teacher is a Taoist priest, although he has long been a vegetarian, he still retains this habit.

Every day there is little soup and water, and he has long been annoyed.

But there's no way, who made himself a little Taoist!

Yang Weiyang looked at the child, and the child raised his head and smiled at Yang Weiyang.

Yang Weiyang also smiled at him, after the child was still Yang Weiyang wanted to eat his own roast chicken, which was not good, and hurriedly moved to his side.

I don't know why, he has a good impression of Yang Weiyang, so he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Yang Weiyang.

The mouth full of oil whispered: "I can't give more, and I don't know when I'll be able to eat meat!"

Yang Weiyang chuckled: "You can come to my house, you will have meat at any time!"

My home, where is my home? Is it the courtyard house in the capital, or the palace under the city of the White Emperor of Xishu.

The boy looked at his teacher, who nodded, and he accepted with a smile with a shallow dimple on his face.

Yang Weiyang asked in a very low voice, "Who is this child?"

"His surname is Gao, I call him Gaole, and I hope he is happy every day. ”

In fact, this surname is really good, at least luckier than his father and grandfather.

Yang Weiyang already knew who this five- or six-year-old child was, and Qin Honghuang was also bold, so he took him to live in Qintian Prison for almost six years.

On the stage, the previous sixty-four women were once again in place.

They are going to perform a dance that no longer exists, and it will be repeated again today.

This dance is called Flying Heaven, why it flies, people don't know today. Maybe someone knows, just never mentioned.

Yu Boya must have known, but unfortunately he was already dead.

Sixty-four women's ribbons began to fly, and they were bent neatly, their waists as soft as snakes.

And the face loomed, and there was a faint mist on the countertop, as if he had come to a fairyland.

Everyone was surprised that a flying flight actually needed the means of practicing qi.

Every dynasty has the existence of qi practitioners, and some of them are bound by the fame and wealth of the world, and they are unwilling to return to nature and cultivate the avenue. There are also those who experience in the red dust, sharpen their mood, and finally seek an opportunity to cross the heavens.

It is much more difficult for a qi practitioner to cross the heavenly gate than a martial artist, and he has to go through the ninety-nine thunder, pass the test of the immortals, and bombard the heavenly gate to become an immortal.

Take the several Daomen holy places that exist today, Longhu Mountain and Zhongnan Mountain, they are all detached from the outside, but they still encourage their disciples to enter the court to serve the royal family.

Only Wudang Mountain has been out of the mud and not stained over the years, and it is clear and rippling but not demonic, but unfortunately it has fallen badly.

It is also because Wudang Mountain has not produced immortals for hundreds of years, so some believers no longer believe in Wudang Mountain.

The immortal hundreds of years ago was called Emperor Zhenwu, and after passing through the gate of heaven, he beat all the immortals in the sky, and then chose to solve the army.

No one knows what he saw in the fairyland, only that when the army was about to be solved, the true martial oracle was passed down, and future generations were not allowed to become immortals.

Until a long time later, no one knew how long it was, the master crossed the gate of heaven and chose to return to the mortal world, and many people hesitated to become immortals.

When the Master was asked what he saw in heaven, he said, "Don't say, just as he is."

He is the master, the master of the Taiyin Academy, he really doesn't want to say it if he doesn't want to say it.

No one can persecute it, no one dares to persecute it.

Later, Yuwen Tuo could enter the gate of heaven, but he did not go.

Now Xu Changsheng, who is the second in the world, can also go to the Gate of Heaven, but he is not willing to go.

However, the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain and Zhongnan Mountain have a soft spot for Cheng Immortals, after all, they have played a great role in their growth.

Wudang Mountain is still a low-key person and workman, and even Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain are rare. It's not uncommon, it's just that it has been in decline for hundreds of years, and there are Taoist priests who are willing to stay in Wudang Mountain, so it's really a ghost.

The dance continues, as if it were a myth in the novel, but unfortunately, it's not a myth after all.

After all, these women are just ordinary women, contaminated with the turbidity of the world, how can they be compared with the fairies in Yu Boya's flying sky.

Some people sigh, some people regret!

Maybe Feitian is just Yu Boya's imagination, it can't appear in that era, and now the martial arts haven't fallen a lot, too many things have been lost, I don't know if there is a chance to reproduce.

On the Beiliang side, Gongsun Changqing, who accounted for one point in the Spring and Autumn Period, shook his head and said: "Seven years of cultivation cost millions of taels of silver. It is better to use such a thing to improve the livelihood of the people in the world!"

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