Li Xiang moved the chair in front of him and said earnestly; "Du Weng, since you and I have stepped into the officialdom, this old bone will be handed over to the imperial court. Don't try to get out of this business. At least God has given you and me the world to display our talents. ”

Du Yi complained, and his heart was much more comfortable. "Gong Li, the old man said goodbye. There are still things to deal with. ”

"Du Gong, you and I have been colleagues for many years, just talk to me if you have something in your heart. I have the right to be a garbage can, and I will allow you to spit out bitter water at will. Li Xiang looked at him and furrowed his brows, and joked.

Du Yi Zhengse said, "I will remember your advice, I can have it from the heart, but I can't be lonely regardless of the cost, and I will be responsible for dozens of people in the Du family." ”

Du Yi went back to prepare for the dojo. On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the sky was beautiful and cloudless. The court boycotted the court for a day.

The armor of the Golden Guard is distinct and clears the way ahead. The palace maids held phoenix feather palm fans to guard both sides, and Wu Zong was wearing a crown and dragon robe, wearing twelve crowns, and was sitting on the royal chariot. Behind the Imperial Rim is the guard of the Divine Army.

The emperor's royal car came in the direction of the Sanqing Palace. The roof of the Sanqing Hall has a nine-story floating platform.

The ministers had already come to the Sanqing Hall to wait for the holy driver. Wearing official uniforms, they lined up in two teams according to the rank of the Sanqing Hall under the steps of the Sanqing Palace.

The Taoist priests lined up in two teams in the open space on the steps. There are musicians wearing plain white clothes, wearing scarves, playing Taoist music, "Taihe Xuanle" and "Taihe Xianyun" bells and drums sound in unison, and the sound of sheng flute and flute is melodious.

Zhao Guizhen and Deng Yuanqi guarded Wuzong on the left and right, and slowly ascended the Temple of the Nine Heavens. The Temple of Nine Heavens has a splendid silk and a variety of magic utensils. He was escorted by four guards.

The guards placed the three animals on the altar, and Wu Zong stepped forward to light the three pillars of high incense with his own hands. Zhao Guizhen and Deng Yuan raised their hands to whisk the dust, and there were words in their mouths.

Wu Zong worships the heavens and worships the gods and goddesses. Zhao Guizhen and Deng Yuan got up, holding the wooden sword in their hands and waving it high, and in an instant, the talismans fluttered down one after another.

Wu Zong, Zhao Guizhen, and Deng Yuanqi once again worshiped the heavens and the earth to worship the gods. The talisman fell from the sky, and it was the gods who blessed him.

Wu Zong's expression became more and more pious, and his sincerity was spiritual, and the Heavenly Immortal Venerable would definitely bless him when he saw his sincerity to the Dao. At this point, Wu Zong was convinced that the elixir would one day be successfully developed.

Zhao Guizhen and Deng Yuanqi respectively distributed talismans to the Taoist priests and ministers.

On the second day, the court stopped for another day. Wu Zong was light and simple, just leading a dozen guards, and Gao Cang was on his side.

Wu Zong did not sit in a sedan chair and walked to Wangxiantai. Looking at Sendai towering into the sky, from his point of view.

The south bank of Taiye Pond is full of summer flowers at this time, and the scenery is beautiful. Wu Zong has no intention of scenery, he wants to climb high and look far.

Wu Zong climbed the stairs, Gao Cang followed behind him, and the guards raised their shoulders. Wu Zong was very interested, and from time to time he turned back to talk and laugh with Takakura.

"Takakura, you used to have a fear of heights, but since you and I went to Sendai, your fear of heights has been cured."

Takakura secretly said in his heart, compared to being afraid of the heights, I am more afraid of going against the will of the king.

"Your Majesty, thanks to Your Majesty's blessings, and then say that Sendai is a place of communication between the human world and the fairy world. Protected by the gods, the minions are fearless. ”

Takakura kept looking up at the heights, not looking at his feet, looking at his feet, his heart was weak, and he was prone to turn down the stairs.

He gave himself courage, and there are a few pads behind me, even if I stumble and fall, someone will follow, what am I afraid of?

Takakura sent guards to inform Zhao Guizhen. This is a Taoist place, and there are Taoist priests who accompany the emperor to talk about the scriptures and Taoism, and the emperor is happy. Takakura's mission is to make Takemune happy. As long as the emperor is happy, he is happy.

The emperor was not happy, he had to endure the tail clamping and being a man, and he was uncomfortable with that feeling.

Zhao Guizhen ran panting. Wu Zong climbed to the top of the Sendai Tower, standing on the floor tiles of the Taiji figure, with the illusion of riding the wind fairy.

The roof was windy, and the wind passed through the nine pillars, blowing his robe and hunting. At that time, when Wangsendai was built, the roof design plan was in a closed form, but Wu Zong did not agree.

He believes that the enclosed space hinders communication between the human world and the fairy world. The platform can accommodate the space of one hundred and ten people, and the wind is strong, but Wu Zong still sits carefully in the center of the platform.

Takakura stood on the steps of the staircase, holding the handrail with both hands, looking up at the lotus flower pattern hanging from the roof.

Zhao Guizhen walked over flutteringly dressed. Zhao Guizhen asked the heavens for the talisman, and showed his skills in front of Wu Zong, who smiled and invited him to come and sit together.

Zhao Guizhen got up after bowing and sat next to Wu Zong. There are not many people who can win this honor, looking at the Tang Dynasty, Li Xiang is one. However, recently, there is not a monolith between the emperor and the minister.

Takakura silently calculated the pattern of the imperial court, speculating on the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of Wuzong, so as to distract his attention.

Some of the guards climbed up and down the floor of more than 20 floors here, fetched melons, fruits, cakes, tea, and warm clothes.

The tea cup was placed in front of Wu Zong and Zhao Guizhen, and a gust of wind suddenly came, and the tea cup was blown to the ground, and the tea was scattered on the ground.

Wu Zong laughed, "Okay, the fairy world feels my sincerity, and I have come to drink tea together." ”

Before Wu Zong's words fell, a pineapple cake rolled towards the edge with a plate gurgling.

"I, I am here today to wait for all the gods to come to the world. I am a son of heaven, and I have the potential to communicate with heaven and earth. I'm waiting. ”

The real person said: "The human world, the fairy world, and the underworld have never been separated individuals, ** disappear, and the soul will either fly to the heavenly realm or sink into hell." Therefore, whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, pay attention to repairing the next life and this life. ”

Wu Zong nodded: "The originator of Taoism, who is also the ancestor of Li Tang, Lao Tzu, has been alive for more than 200 years, and then disappeared. Therefore, I firmly believe in the theory of ascending to immortals, and there are real examples of ancestors there. ”

True humanity: "The Guiguzi in the Spring and Autumn Period had a genius in the sky. The disciples are even more criss-crossed, turning their hands into clouds and covering their hands into rain, influencing the trend of the situation in the world. Guiguzi's final destination is also always disagreed, and the face of the feathered flying immortals is big. ”

"I am going to meditate in Wangsendai today and feel the instructions of the immortals." Wu Zong folded his hands, held the dust in his hands, and sat upright with his eyes closed.

The real person also closed his eyes and said softly: "Your Majesty, you are meditating all the time. Spiritual practice is a little bit of daily life. Gestures, dressing, eating, sitting, lying down, and even any upheaval are all good times for spiritual practice. In daily life, the avenue is everywhere. The most ordinary daily life contains innocent interest. ”

The words of the real person are as warm as a spring breeze, especially in the daily life, which reveals the avenue everywhere, and even the mind of the martial arts.

Wu Zong likes to find real people and other Taoist priests to talk about the scriptures and Taoism in his spare time, because he does not need to be involved in political affairs, and enters the realm of the unity of heaven and man in meditation to relax.