According to the practice of the addendum, whenever Yaozun sorted out a complete melody, he would ask the goddess Qin Yuli to take a hexagram to determine the good fortune.

If it is auspicious, although it cannot mean that this melody is the original score of "Shenren Chang", it will never have an adverse impact on the restoration of Shenren Chang. If it is evil, it must not be the original score, and it is not suitable as a substitute, and it should be burned immediately.

The place of divination is in the Elephant Tower.

Shi Yao was shocked since Baili Fuxue broke the seal of the Elephant Tower, but because of the importance of the matter, he did not make a public announcement. Because after the disappearance of the god-man Chang, he discovered two miraculous things.

First, the Heaven Opening Stone in the body of the snow was completely sealed; The second is that the seal of the Elephant Tower has completely disappeared. After he mentioned this matter to Feng Duange, the two of them came to the conclusion that the gods had sealed the Open Heaven Stone.

With the help of gods and men, Shi Yao did not continue to pursue the matter, and even temporarily relieved himself of Baili Fuxue's special physique, and only ordered Song Liancheng to take a few capable disciples to renovate the Elephant Tower, and at the same time blocked the secret room where Fuxue found the "Magical Secret Spectrum".

Brushing Xue easily touched the elephant building and found Qin Yuli's divination room.

Outside, the sun shone in through the high flower panes, and the clouds slid softly, flickering and shadowing the bones on the table and a complete transcription of the score.

Qin Yuli sat cross-legged at the table, folded his hands, looked at the score in front of him with his eyes down, and sang the melody on it. She muttered a divination, and the dozen or so bones in front of her suddenly trembled, and suddenly, a piece of tortoise shell jumped in front of her.

She gently pinched the tortoiseshell with her left hand, stretched out her index finger with her right hand, and drew a circle out of thin air, and a blue flame in the shape of a droplet was born on her fingertips. The burning hole on the inside of the tortoise shell fits the flame and grills, and when there is a slight crack, the tortoise shell shows flower-like cracks.

With an exhalation, Qin Yuli slowly put down the tortoise shell and gently wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. The dripping mark on her forehead dimmed, "Who?" Come out. ”

Fuxue slowly moved out from behind her and muttered, "Sister Li...... I—I want to ask for a hexagram. ”

"What are you asking?" Qin Yuli asked in surprise. When it comes to his future, almost all of them have been asked.

Fu Xue said, "I want to ask the whereabouts of the Burning Summer Fruit, is it in the Universe?" ”

"Who told you that the Burning Summer Fruit is in the Universe?!" Qin Yuli exclaimed.

She immediately wanted to cover up and say: "It is extremely easy to occupy this hexagram, but the divination has been too frequent in the past few days, and it has reached the upper limit. How about a few days of delay and then help you take it? ”

Familiar with the art of war, how can you not know that this is a delaying tactic? Moreover, Qin Yuxiao's expression had already revealed flaws, and according to her answer, Fu Xue concluded that the Xia Fruit must be in chaos. So, he remained silent and nodded extremely cutely: "No hurry, no hurry." ”

Watching the snow go out, Qin Yuli finally breathed a sigh of relief. She flicked her sleeves and neatly arranged a column of objects on the table, and held the piano score out of the Elephant Building.

At this time, the little Kaitian General already had a new layout in his heart.

***

There was an urgent report in the palace, and the saint was critically ill. On this day, Jiang Que, the owner of Shennong Villa, received the queen's decree and quickly entered the palace to diagnose Emperor Song Xuan.

When Quezun entered the Wolong Palace, the ground was already dark and he knelt down. Among them, there are the imperial doctors represented by Wang Wuren in the palace, as well as the folk Langzhong and Jianghu warlocks who were recommended by local officials to enter the palace, all of them only kowtowed, and their heads were stamped with bright red seals.

"Quezun, please be sure to save the life of the saint!" In front of everyone's eyes, Queen Zhuge Erya took the lead in making a condescending salute to Jiang Que.

When everyone saw it, they all followed and prostrate on the ground, and shouted again in unison: "Quezun, please be sure to save the life of the saint!" ”

The sound of the mountain roaring and the tsunami echoed in the main hall, but the people on the couch closed their eyes, turned a deaf ear, and were indifferent.

Jiang Que was neither humble nor arrogant, he walked to the couch and sat upright. Through the hanging curtain, his two fingers rested on the emperor's pulse and he could feel that the high Son of Heaven was terminally ill and dying, and the only thing that could save his life was one thing.

"Mother." He withdrew his bony and old hands, bowed slightly to the queen who was watching from the side, and said, "With all due respect to the old man, the saint is now like a gossamer and intermittent, and I am afraid it will not last long. Now, there is no other way than to heal the Holy One. ”

Zhuge Erya blinked slowly, and his gaze fell on Song Chuyin's body beside him.

Song Chu said: "Miao Chunguo should have been my father's. It's just that Quezun also knows that Miao Chunguo is now in the immortal cave built by this king for his father, and it still needs seven days of ritual to consolidate its immortal spirit......"

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Que said: "The deity can use medicine to replenish the yang and renew the qi of the saint, and seven days is more than enough." ”

"Then there is Lao Quezun." The queen on the side was the first to speak, but her eyes were still on Song Chuyin's face, and she smiled at him.

Song Chuyin couldn't understand the provocation of her mother's smile with a knife, and she reciprocated it with a smile, but the deep meaning of it was that the queen couldn't guess it.

Just when the two of them looked at each other, Zhuge Erya's face suddenly changed. She covered her chest with one hand and her mouth and nose with the other, and although she tried to control her form, she couldn't help but shrug her shoulders and bend her back and retched twice.

The voice was not loud, but it was especially loud in the ears of the people in the temple. From the peerless miracle doctor to the Jianghu Lang, they can guess the secrets hidden in these two vomits.

As a result, there was silence below, and no one dared to raise their heads.

In the crowd, two people caught the queen's attention, one was shivering, and the other had a wet crotch. Seeing these two people, Zhuge Ya was furious, and his murderous heart suddenly became serious, and he shouted: "Someone is coming-"

Only Jiang Que stepped forward, and Zhuge the national teacher who was about to speak on the sidelines was angry.

"Niangniang is unwell, but she needs the deity ......"

"Not necessarily!" The queen was extremely resolute, which made Jiang Que stunned.

Seeing this, Zhuge hurriedly prevaricated angrily: "Don't bother Quezun, the imperial doctor has already seen it for the queen." In the past few days, the queen has not thought about tea and dinner for the sake of the saint's illness, and she has been depressed day and night, which is caused by the irregularity of her diet and the exhaustion of her mind, and there is no big problem in recuperation. ”

Wang Wuren was lying on the ground and didn't dare to squeak, and suddenly heard that he was being named, so he could only raise his head and respond: "Exactly, exactly." ”

At this time, the queen regained her composure and said indifferently: "It is better to stay in the palace for a few days, and after seven days, when Shang'er takes the Miaochun fruit, you will serve it for the saint." ”

"It's fine." Jiang Que agreed and glanced at Song Chuyin. And on the face of the Shang King, there was only a faint smile, and the water did not leak.