Chapter 122: The first phase of the god-making project is completed
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The falling flowers are affectionate, and the moths are on fire; The falling flowers are heartless, and the cold is as cold as ice.
Princess Qingxuan has been able to skillfully dismiss her suitors, even making them feel "sorry".
Then, she dealt with seven or eight more people, each of whom could not speak more than five words.
The suitor took advantage of the pleasure and left, while others most likely saw their results, gave up the idea of trying, and gradually calmed down.
Li Yuan said calmly: "Mom, haven't you thought about finding a suitable husband for yourself?" β
Princess Qingxuan is not a monk.
Elegant, but not timeless.
It's best to choose a good couple when you're still young.
On her terms.
She must have chosen all the young talents of the entire dynasty.
Listen to the question.
Princess Qingxuan was silent for a long time.
Finally, he sighed faintly: "Those who don't understand my heart will not enter my eyes." β
Li Yuan felt a shock in his heart.
Those who do not know my heart are not in my eyes!
Yes, Princess Qingxuan not only has a beautiful pair of skin, she is also ashamed of a man's ambitions.
She was at the door of the dark passage at the devil's feet.
He hasn't exposed anything for more than 20 years.
was able to kill his adopted son at the age of eight and open the way for Li Yuan.
She really is an unbeatable weird woman in the world.
How could such a strange girl be loyal to mortals?
But Li Yuan was also confused.
He didn't understand.
What was the reason why Princess Qingxuan chose such a path?
Let her hold on to this day?
She's a princess.
Respect for status.
Being an ordinary person should be much happier than it is now.
Li Yuan still remembers the scene of the master of Qingxuan County admiring the moon last night.
At that moment, he clearly felt the infinite sadness hidden under the quiet smile of Princess Qingxuan, who was by no means ruthless.
Li Yuan felt that it was rude for him to ask this question just now.
He bowed his head and apologized, "I'm sorry. β
Princess Qingxuan shook her head slightly: "I don't blame you. β
This scene is familiar.
Li Yuan had a complicated expression on his face.
A shout came from outside the carriage: "The messenger is here!" β
Get out of the wagon! β
Princess Qingxuan gently held Li Yuan's hand.
The warm and gentle touch of the palm made Li Yuan's heart tremble slightly.
Princess Qingxuan looked at him and said with a smile, "Ayuan, you can do it." β
Li Yuan woke up and said, "Ayuan won't let my mother down." β
Princess Qingxuan smiled and nodded: "Then let's go." β
The coachman opened the door for them, and the golden sunlight shone into Li Yuan's eyes.
Li Yuan narrowed his lips, thinking that I was Li Yuan, the adopted son of Princess Qingxuan.
The two men walked out of the carriage holding hands.
The magistrate of Qingqing County deliberately avoided anyone who might talk to him.
She and Li Yuanyou chatted with laughter.
I didn't hear a whispering shout.
Only in the case of helplessness can you lightly reply to those words like good morning that are not salty and nutritious, so that the other party will retreat.
Before everyone could wait, a colorful cloud floated in the sky.
Li Yuan narrowed his eyes like everyone else, and recalled the information about the Yuehua Divine Sect from the bottom of his heart.
The Yuehua Divine Sect calls itself the Yuehua Upper Sect, and the clan is dominated by female practitioners, and it is closely related to the major demon sects.
On the face of it, this is only the ninth of the ten demons.
But if you take into account the hidden power of invisibility, such as contact,
Maybe make it to the top three.
It is a first-class powerful demon.
In addition to cheating, ignoring the common people, and being aggressive and murderous, the Yuehua Divine Sect also practiced dual cultivation methods, especially the art of collecting yang and supplementing yin.
After generations of female monks have been refined, this evil method is independent of many other sects, unique and famous.
The clouds slowly fell in front of the crowd, and when they dispersed, three female cultivators in moon-white dresses were revealed.
All the people said in unison, "Look at the last immortal!" β
Although called a divine cultivator by the Taoist sect, the monk himself has always considered himself a normal monk, with male monks called fairies and female monks called fairies.
The eyes of the three fairies were very cold, and one of them said, "Forget the empty etiquette, let's get started, don't waste our time." β
Magic hates red tape.
An elderly man in the crowd shouted, "The children came forward and lined up. β
Princess Qingxuan let go of Li Yuan's hand and said, "Let's go." β
Li Yuan nodded and stepped forward.
Yuehua Shangzong was selected in batches.
The more honorable the child, the lower the selection batch.
In the last three months, nine trials have been conducted.
From the town to the capital.
The further behind the choice, the more serious it becomes.
The reason for this arrangement is that the ancestors of those with high status in the dynasty were powerful monks, and their heirs were more likely to awaken to excellent spiritual roots.
For example, the pulse of the Li royal family, they are all descendants of Yuehua's ancestors, and each generation will give birth to children with excellent immortal cultivation talents.
Li Yuan was the last one.
The children quickly lined up in front of the fairies of Yuehua, raised their heads, and said nothing, hoping to make a good impression on the fairies.
Li Yuan was also among them, but he didn't have time to take care of him because the aroma around him was too choking.
In order not to sneeze, he had to try his best to slow down his breathing.
Influenced by the decline of the yin and yang of the moon, the people here advocate femininity.
Just as he was queuing, Li Yuan looked around.
He found that all the boys were wearing heavy or light makeup.
All the boys standing next to him now were boys, but the smell of fat and powder on the bodies of these two boys was stronger than that of ordinary girls, and they mixed together and suffocated him.
Despite Li Yuan's efforts to control it, his nose was getting more and more itchy, and the fat powder seemed to be dangling in his nose, making it more and more unbearable for him.
At this time, the fairy of the Yuehua Shangzong was looking at the children in front of them with serious eyes, and they knew that a few of these children were likely to give birth to a few talents with more qualifications than them.
Parents look nervously at their children.
They want their children to live forever, and they also want their mothers (fathers) to be expensive in front of their children.
The children remembered the teachings of their parents, and they did not dare to say a word unless the fairy pointed it out to them.
During this time, the air is quieter than ever.
Until.
Li Yuan couldn't help it.
Who was the first to powder this boy?
He said to himself that he should be damned, but his mouth was already open uncontrollably.
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Ahh
The fairies of the Yuehua Shangzong and the adults on the side all turned to look at Li Yuan.
It is known that if a person sneezes, he is likely to hit a second or even a third.
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Ahh
"Ahh
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When irritating gases are inhaled with every breath, this is not a problem that can be solved with one or two sneezes.
In full view of everyone, Li Yuan sneezed ten times in one go.
The audience was silent.
Li Yuan looked up again and found that everyone was looking at him, not only children and adults, but also the three fairies of the Yuehua Upper Sect were also looking at him.
Eyes are terribly hot.
Li Yuan was silent for a few seconds, knowing what he had to do to temper this damn weird atmosphere.
He has a special way of diverting people's attention.
So he suddenly took a step forward, turned to draw his sword at the boy standing to his right and left, and shouted angrily: "Get out! β
I don't want to be with you! β
Li Yuan angrily rebuked: "What a decent person you are to grease and powder yourself with grease and powder, and let yourself choke on the aroma!" β
Go away!.
Go away!.
It annoys me to see you! βγ
He swept across with a sword, the tip of which resembled an arc of a cold star.
"Get out of here!"
The two boys looked at Li Yuan blankly for two seconds.
He's so ferocious!
Then he burst into tears and began to cry.
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
No one cared about Li Yuan's sneezing anymore.
Cold sweat oozed from the emperor's forehead.
Whose child is this?
It is rude to sneeze before the ceremony.
How dare you curse so loudly?
If you offend a fairy, who can save you?
He bowed deeply to the fairy of Yuehua in horror: "I'm sorry, they are still children. β
The fairies ignored him.
In this way, the person in charge maintained a bowed posture and remained motionless.
The mother of two children also came forward to beg for forgiveness.
The fairies ignored them, still staring directly at Li Yuan, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn.
There is a shadow in the hearts of the people, and as far as they know, the monks have always been moody.
If we take advantage of this problem, not only will the lives of these three children be in danger, but the children's families may not end well.
Time passed in silence and apprehension.
After a while, the fairy on the left suddenly giggled.
"Our generation of monks has their own preferences and angers, but they are too boring, they are too secretive, they are boring.
What do you think, sisters? βγ
The fairy in the middle nodded: "The bad habit of applying fat and powder should be broken." β
The men's red-faced eggs are getting better and better, but their skills are getting worse and worse.
Over the years, the vulgar taste of the Peach Blossom Peak sisters has made us very few good people worthy of the name.
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The fairy on the right asks, "Whose child is he?" Why can't you see his parents? β
The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.
He noticed that the fairies weren't really angry.
He slowly straightened his back and said, "He is." β
"He's my adopted son."
It's as clear as the voice of a yellow warbler.
The three fairies watched together, and when they saw Princess Qingxuan, they had a strange expression on their faces at the same time.
The fairy on the right was taken aback and said, "Hey, is that you, Qingxuan?" β
Princess Qingxuan sighed in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to come this time." β
Teacher Su, how are you? βγ
Everyone was taken aback, no one thought that the three fairies actually knew Princess Qingxuan, and the relationship seemed to be good.
The fairy in the middle stared at Princess Qingxuan and said, "Master Su often misses you, and mentions you several times a year, but it's a pity that you can't go up the mountain anymore." β
Princess Qingxuan silently counted a few breaths and said, "Can you help me send a letter to Teacher Su later?" β
The fairy in the middle nodded: "Nature." β
The fairy's left eye socket was slightly red: "Sister Qingxuan." β
Princess Qingxuan smiled and said to her, "When you grow up, why do you still cry like when you were a child?" β
When you're done, if we still have time, we can find a quiet place to talk about the past few years.
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The fairy on the left nodded earnestly.
The other two fairies looked at each other and saw each other's nostalgia for some time in the past.
They whispered, "After the exam, we can stay another day." β
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Princess Qingxuan smiled, nodded, and stopped talking.
Everyone listened to their conversation in silence, and no one dared to speak out.
They thought to themselves, no wonder Princess Qingxuan had always maintained a clean body.
It turned out that she had a relationship with the monks of the previous sect.
When they returned, they had to warn those who did not know the height of heaven and earth not to set themselves on fire.
The fairy on the left raised her hand and called out a mirror as tall as hers: "Come and line up to see this mirror." β
Come on!.
Come on!.
Come on! βγ
These three quick words seem to have some magic and clearly spread to the bottom of the children's hearts, not only soothing their confused minds, but also making a sense of urgency rise in their chests, making them can't help but walk towards the mirror.
The fairy on the left pointed at Li Yuan and said, "Sister Qingxuan's adopted son has finally passed the exam." β
Li Yuanyao bowed, then put the sword back in its sheath and strode to the end of the line.
He looked at Princess Qingxuan and happened to meet Princess Qingxuan's motherly gaze.
I don't know if it's a hallucination.
He felt that Princess Qingxuan's mood seemed to be better than at any time in the past few days.
It seems that Princess Qingxuan used to live in Yuehua Shangzong, but why was she expelled?
Is this a violation of certain prohibitions?
Could this have something to do with her current insistence?
Li Yuan asked tentatively, "Are you Xiao Wang Ye?" β
Li Qingge nodded with satisfaction: "That's right!" β
I am what you call the little king! βγ
He loves to be recognized.
But before he could be happy for a few seconds, he heard Li Yuan say, "What about Xiao Wang Ye?" It's useless for Lao Wang to come, this is cultivating immortals, not fighting for his father. β
Incantations.
Father?.
After chewing on the word several times in his mouth, Li Qingge understood the meaning of the word without self-study.
With a look of contempt on his face, he said word by word, "Who said that Xiuxian couldn't beat his father?" β
Li Yuan blinked and motioned for him to continue.
Li Qingge cleared his throat: "Let me tell you, our royal family will produce at least one genius every year. β
The descendants of powerful monks are more likely to have excellent qualifications, and the ancestors of the royal family are the ancestors of Yuehua, so the qualifications of the children of the royal family have always been stable and excellent.
Li Yuan tilted his head and said, "So what?" β
Li Qingge patted his chest: "I am the only one in the royal family to take the exam this year, I must be a genius!" β
Li Yuan shook his head.
He had a different opinion.
"I think you can think the same way," he said.
Your royal family produces a genius every year.
That's the equivalent of two geniuses every two years.
So if there is no genius this year,
There will be two next year.
Isn't it like there are geniuses every year? βγ
"Think about it.
There is a good chance that several people will test this genius together.
Or is it more likely that a genius will be tested by a person?
You don't have to be a genius.
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Li Qingge was silent.
What Li Yuan said was so complicated that he had to twist his fingers to figure it out.
After a while,
He looked up at a loss: "You seem to have a point. β