The second day was a busy day.

Master Jueyan personally came to invite him in the morning, and before that, Xiao Tian had already completed the preparations before the mage such as burning incense and bathing, fasting and changing clothes.

Master Jueyan took Xiao Tian to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, followed only by Zhao Youchen and Ma Hong.

However, Ma Hong would follow Xiao Tian into the hall and participate in the three-day death ceremony, but Zhao Youchen did not have to go in.

In consideration of the safety protection of the little emperor, Zhao Youchen must guard the door, and the Praetorian Guards he brought to the temple also need five steps and one post, ten steps and one post, to firmly guard the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Coupled with the guards of the warrior monks in the temple arranged in advance by Master Jueyan, the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall has been surrounded like an iron bucket.

Xiao Tian thought that such an important mage would be presided over by Master Jueyan himself, but he didn't expect Master Jueyan to say that because of the importance of this ritual, it is now the abbot of Jueyin who has obtained the true transmission of Tianyin Temple who is presiding over the three-day ritual.

It was his youngest brother.

Xiao Tian saw his little junior brother in the main hall.

He was wearing a yellow-brown monk's robe and a red robe, with a tall posture and focused eyes, with a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Master Jueyan is the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, but his little junior brother looks really young. Moreover, this abbot of Jueyin actually has a good skin.

Xiao Tian couldn't help but look at it twice, but when she looked at it again, she felt that his appearance had changed a little, but she couldn't describe what it looked like.

However, although she subconsciously felt a little confused or a little novel about this kind of thing, it didn't have much to do with her, so she didn't care much about it.

Until she "sees" this abbot of Jueyin again.

No one knows how it happened, and Xiao Tian himself may not have figured it out. She felt like she was always following the rules, sitting honestly on the floor, occasionally following the instructions to do what she was supposed to do.

But gradually, she realized that she was not in the main hall.

The same cannot be said either. At first, she could still see herself in the main hall, but she stood up.

How could she stand up casually?

And I don't know when she started to find that the people next to her have become blurred. She subconsciously looked at Ma Hong, but Ma Hong sat motionless on the futon, she thought it was Ma Hong, but she tried desperately to look, but she couldn't see his appearance clearly.

What's worse is that gradually she found that each vague human form actually emitted a faint but distinguishable light.

Most of them are white and gray, but there are two people who are very different. One is Ma Hong next to her, who is black.

The other one who seemed to be looking at her, but seemed to be far away from the world, the one at the top.

His blurred figure is red.

She rubbed her eyes and looked at them again to make sure she was not mistaken.

She thought that the red figure was Abbot Jueyin.

It's intuition.

She was thinking about what was going on, when she suddenly felt her whole body light, and then the direction changed as far as her eyes could see.

She looked down and saw a gray figure next to the shadow skewed to the side, as if it had fallen into the shadow's arms.

She suddenly had a bad premonition.

She was about to make a closer look, but there was a commotion in her ears, although she couldn't hear what the sounds were, but after she was distracted, she felt that the whole world was filled with those sounds, and for a moment they occupied her five senses.

Okay, don't think about anything.

When the news reached Nanhua Palace, it was already the morning of August 13.

At this time, Fu Mingyi was teaching Xiao Yan in the palace.

Zhao Youchen sent someone to report quickly, but Fu Mingyi looked at the person in astonishment, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"What?" He frowned involuntarily.

"Your Majesty is unconscious during the death ceremony."

Fu Mingyi took a step forward, but he didn't know what was going on, and the page in his hand was torn off in half.

"How can you be unconscious? When did it happen? Did Mrs. He go? How so? ”

Xiao Yan was originally sitting upright on the chair, but at this time he also stood up and wanted to walk in the direction of Fu Mingyi.

"Tell Taifu, it was last night, Taiyi He has seen it, but he can't find the reason......"

"What happened last night is only being reported now?" Fu Mingyi unconsciously raised his voice, and the person began to walk out.

"Said on the way."

Xiao Yan hurriedly shouted: "Taifu! ”

Fu Mingyi paused, walked back, and squatted down.

"Your Highness Yan, the minister must rush to Tianyin Temple immediately, and before the minister returns, please don't leave Chengguang Palace."

He whispered softly, "It's safe here. ”

Xiao Yan looked at Taifu worriedly, "If Yan is older, he can help Taifu." ”

Fu Mingyi smiled, "Your Highness has done a good job. And the ministers are humble, and they should not be treated so favorably by His Royal Highness. His Highness smiled. ”

Fu Mingyi hurried to Tianyin Temple, and Master Jueyan in the temple was walking over outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, sweating profusely.

Everyone paid attention to the sudden fainting of His Majesty, and after a period of scramble, he found that his junior brother Jueyin was gone.

It's not that it's gone.

He hurried back to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, only to find that Jueyin's state was not quite right.

Because the matter of sacrificing martial souls was too important, Master Jueyan invited his junior brother Jueyin to preside over the puja.

The three-day chanting recommended the death, and this is the first day of the almsgiving puja, and it is not over yet, something happened to His Majesty.

As if he didn't notice it, Jueyin still sat here chanting, focusing as if heaven and earth were not in his eyes.

Master Jueyan originally wanted to ask the little junior brother about His Majesty, but he didn't dare to disturb him, so he had to wait anxiously outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

I didn't expect to wait until the next day.

His Majesty was still unconscious, and Imperial Physician He rushed up the mountain from outside the mountain gate and gave His Majesty a few careful looks.

There was no poisoning, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The only thing that is wrong is that His Majesty has no sign of waking up.

His Majesty and his entourage probably couldn't see it, but Jueyan had studied Buddhism for decades, and he felt that this was a strange thing.

Thinking of what Jueyin said the day before yesterday, his heart jumped up and down.

Until the Taifu went up the mountain.

Fu Mingyi hurried up and went up to Tianyin Mountain in the afternoon.

He saw Xiao Tian first, and asked He Shu in person, as he said, Xiao Tian's face was normal, his breathing was normal, everything was normal, but he couldn't wake up.

Fu Mingyi couldn't figure it out, but he calmed down a little, and naturally he was going to find Master Jueyan.