The depths of the sea of clouds in Jihua Mountain are quiet and tranquil, and the tumbling clouds are hazy and changing under the morning sun, occasionally revealing fairyland-like pavilions and pavilions, as if glimpsing the abode of the gods.

Suddenly, I heard a series of loud bells coming from the top of the mountain, resounding through the sea of clouds, which was the signal of the head of Taiyuan Temple, Yuanyu, who had come out of the customs.

A girl in Tsing Yi jumped up the mountain against the mountain wind, full of joy.

After three years of retreat, Master is finally out of the customs!

The inner disciple of Taiyuan Guan is fifteen years old and wants to go down the mountain to practice, Hua Yu is going to leave tomorrow, I originally thought that I would not be able to see the master before leaving, but I didn't expect the master to go out in advance today, this is a surprise!

"Master!" Hua Yu ran to the door of Yuanyu's real room, pushed open the door and rushed in, and there was a sound of water in the room.

A blinding white light lit up, and she hurriedly covered her eyes while shouting, "Master!

"You kid, you don't have rules. "It's like a heavenly sound, like a spring breeze, it's a reprimand, and it's so gentle that people are intoxicated.

When Hua Yu opened her eyes again, Yuan Yu Zhenren had already put on her robe and tied her belt and turned around. With a flick of her hand, the three thousand green silks instantly dried up and hung down behind her.

"Master!" When Hua Yu saw the face of the peerless elegance and compassion for all beings, her thoughts seemed to be overflowing through the sea of clouds.

She came to this world twelve years ago, she was an orphan in her previous life, she still has no parents in this life, fortunately, in this life, there is Master who has devoted all her efforts to raise and take care of her, in her heart, Master is like a mother, filling the vacancy for her two lifetimes of maternal love.

Before the crossing, she was just an ordinary person, but now she is a closed disciple under the head of the world's first Taoist temple, Taiyuanguan, anyone who sees it must respectfully call the little uncle, and she is the most loved by the master, and there is nothing wrong with the small life.

Yuanyu Zhenren looked Hua Wei up and down, walked over and touched the top of her soft hair, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for three years, Master's Hua Yu has grown up." ”

Hua Wei hugged Yuanyu Zhenren's arm like an inch, rubbed her shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Master, the elders want me to go down the mountain tomorrow to practice, but you just got out of the customs, I want to stay with you, you see ......"

"No, flower girl. Yuanyu Zhenren looked at her lovingly, but firmly refused, with a hint of solemnity in his voice, and ordered: "You will go down the mountain tomorrow, and you will go out of the customs in advance for the teacher because there is an important matter that you need to do." ”

"Don't," Hua Yu continued to rub and continue to be coquettish, "Everything else in front of the master is a trivial matter. ”

Master's body is so fragrant!

“...... Girl, Master hopes that you will inherit the Taiyuan View in the future, and you will have to take on some responsibilities sooner or later, so don't be willful. Yuanyu Zhenren gently persuaded her.

"Then, Master, let's say. "Hua Yu is lazy, and her heart gives the master a face.

In fact, she has a mirror in her heart, the master said that her talent is rare in a hundred years, and she has always had the intention to pass on the Taiyuan View to her, but she is still too young to convince the public.

Yuanyu Zhenren nudged her head away, and said, "Listen, the teacher wants you to go to Chang'an, the capital of Dayan, to find the [Misfortune] and bring him back." “

Hua Yu was stunned when she heard this, and asked blankly, "But Master, who is the [Misfortune]?"

——

Dayan capital, Chang'an.

In the depths of the forbidden palace, the light in the Temple of the Apocalypse is dim, and the atmosphere is depressing, which is really not like the emperor's bedroom.

"Your Highness, you see, Your Majesty has not seen anyone, since he went to the Imperial Garden in the morning, and even the minions have not been allowed to come close. The chief eunuch Fu Xing was whispering back to a tall man in a silver robe and a noble man.

"Who did Your Majesty meet in the Imperial Garden?" the man asked, his warm voice flowing like moonlight, gorgeous and cold.

"Back to His Royal Highness, I didn't meet anyone, I only said a few words to a little palace maid. ”

"What about the palace maid?"

"The servant went to the imperial garden to look for it, and the palace maid in charge said that the palace maid suddenly fainted, and it was unsightly to see at this time. The servants sent someone to see, and it was true. ”

The man was silent and said, "Your Majesty's dragon body is exquisite, how can anyone approach her, that palace maid has ulterior motives to drive her out of the palace." ”

"Yes......" Blessing should be.

Everyone in the palace knows that His Royal Highness King Huai will not give up the throne at his fingertips, the little emperor is just a puppet, and the one who can really say everything in the palace is Nangong Yi, King Huai, and no one in the palace has the courage to listen to his words.

After Fu walked, the inner hall was empty and quiet, Nangong Yi walked towards the dragon bed covered with layers of curtains, and only then did he speak softly when he arrived: "Your Majesty, let the ministers take a look at you." ”

After a while, a pitiful childish face was revealed behind the hazy curtains, and the little emperor Nangong You sobbed: "Uncle Huang, I don't want to be the emperor anymore." ”

"No," Nangong Yi sat down calmly and elegantly on the edge of the dragon bed, stretched out his hand to dry the corners of his eyes, and comforted: "What's the matter? Your Majesty is the new monarch of Taiyuanguan who has been admitted by Taiyuanguan, my Dayan, you can't say such things in the future, you know?"

Nangong You dodged Nangong Yi's outstretched hand, and said cautiously: "Then, I'll pass the throne to you, okay?"

"Taiyuanguan will not agree, Your Majesty. Nangong Yi smiled, "Don't worry, everything will be fine, there are ministers." ”

Nangong blinked his eyes blankly, and suddenly shivered all over, his eyes showed fear, and he shook his head and stepped back, muttering: "No, Uncle Huang, I don't want to be the emperor!

Nangong Yi's warm gaze was solemn, and after hesitating for a moment, he reached out and grabbed Nangong You's arm, dragged the person back, and lifted his clothes with the other hand.

When he saw Nangong You's back, Nangong Yi gasped.

On the originally white and smooth back, a large ugly black and red mark appeared, and if you looked closely, it was densely covered with earthworm-like wriggling stripes, floating and twisting together, disgusting, and terrifying.

It's already being absorbed.

Nangong Yi said that his heart was not good, he let go of Nangong You, looked at him quietly for a while, let him cry and repeat over and over again Don't be an emperor, and finally only put the curtain back on, and walked out of the dormitory with an expressionless face.

"Order, Your Majesty is unwell, no one should disturb him, cancel the morning court for three days, and send all the folds to this king's palace. ”

"Yes. Fu Xing saw Nangong Yi go, looked back at the direction of the Apocalypse Hall with pity, and felt frightened.

The first emperor didn't know what to think, but he let the eldest son of the late prince ascend the throne and let King Huai be the regent's assistant, didn't he want to kill the little emperor?

King Huai killed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for the sake of the throne! How could a twelve-year-old boy survive in the palm of his hand?

——

On the palace road, there is no one except King Huai and his party.

The subordinates behind him replied in a low voice: "Your Highness, the subordinates have just received the news that Taiyuan Guan has moved. ”

"Who did you send?" Nangong Yi immediately asked.

"Back to His Royal Highness, it is said that she is a closed disciple of Yuanyu Zhenren, a female crown, the road number is not clear, and the person is already on the way, but the strange thing is that she does not have an imperial sword. ”

Nangong Yi slowed down and thought about it.

In his previous life, until his death, he heard that the closed disciple of Yuanyu Zhenren had stayed in Jihua Mountain and had never descended the mountain. After being born again, it seems that many things have changed.

He doesn't seem to know anything about this female crown who has never descended the mountain.

A month ago, he deliberately spread the news in Chang'an: There was a [disaster] in Chang'an, and Taiyuan Guan really became nervous.

There is no doubt that this female crown is here for the [Woe], and if you follow her, you will definitely be able to find the [Woe].

Nangong Yi looked at the tumbling clouds in the distant sky, and his mood couldn't help but be solemn again.

Reliving a life, he must find out all the secrets that fooled the world, what ulterior secrets are hidden in Taiyuan Guan, and when he finds the [Misfortune], he may be able to know.

"Your Highness, what kind of person is the [Woe], who actually let Taiyuan Guan hide like this?"

"Yes, what the hell is the [Woe]?" Nangong Yi muttered.