The look on Liu Zaifu's face was only half relaxed, and he reminded again and again: "It's not that the contemptible person can't trust the Taoist, but the Tiansi Inspector has hindered us several times and hindered us, and the Daoist must take more precautions against him." ”

A person came out of the main hall, holding a whisk in his hand, and at first glance, the outfit was a bit like Zhu He Xianguan, but this person did not have the temperament of Zhu He Xianguan at all, but sang with a sharp voice: "Please Liu Zaifu, Shushan Dao Chang into the palace." ”

Because the heaven is closer, so that you can pray at any time, so that the heavens can hear, so when you set up the Taoist hall, you visited the nearby mountains, and found an excellent position for self-conscious feng shui, so you opened the mountain and opened the altar to worship the sky in Kunmai, which is half a day away from the palace, and established the Tiansi inspection, which has a history of 100 years so far.

And the national teacher has no need to listen to the big things in Kunshan, because the situation is a little tense now, and he has long been taken to his mansion by the abolished prince, and yesterday not only robbed Qingyue, but this time he took the lead in taking the lead, this national teacher is indeed unusual.

Jun Carp stepped down from the sedan chair and stepped on the cloud steps step by step.

The door of the palace creaked open.

Today's sky is a little dark, hundreds of ever-bright lamps hang above the deep hall, the hall is golden and brilliant, the remaining wood fragrance of the more than a year, the high seat is embellished with pearls quenched, two columns of people in various official uniforms standing very respectfully, all hanging their heads but looking at them with curiosity. And on that high platform, sat the Terran emperor in a magnificent costume, his face was blocked by a crown, and the beaded curtain that hung down faintly shimmered.

Xu is palace is a large number of people and there are many open and secret battles, although there is the air of the Son of Heaven Yu Lei in charge, but it is still shrouded in turbidity, and even the sky is a little gloomy. In the main hall, even breathing was heavy. This dead silence was dreary, like a dark and endless night, a deep and solemn sigh.

The master stretched his sleeves and walked towards the depths of the hall unhurriedly, the Taoist clothes prepared by Liu Zaifu were different from the cyan clothes in Shushan in the past, but deliberately chose a plain white light shirt that could line the fairy wind and bones, and was elegant and light.

For a while, the obscure aura in the hall was instantly forced back, and the crispness went straight to the bottom of Meiyu's heart.

Huang Mo was finally able to breathe.

It seems that he was under the influence of Jun Carp, and the solemn expressions on the faces of the people around him have eased a lot.

Walking to the front, Huang Mo looked sideways at several graceful men in gorgeous clothes standing on top of each end, obviously different from the courtiers who groveled underground, but one of them was extremely familiar, the closer Huang Mo walked, the more his eyes widened, and he almost turned his head over.

Isn't this Qingyue?!

She was shocked, but the tension now prevented her from speaking

asked, the master told her when she entered the palace gate, this place is not like other places, and now she has to follow the customs of the people in the human world and follow the rules of the human world. She felt uncomfortable when she stepped in, and the master was right to smile and say that she was not comfortable, this is a place that will not make people feel comfortable, whether it is in heaven or earth, it is the same.

This uncomfortable made Huang Mo dare not act rashly. Raising his eyes and looking at the master, the master's face was not very turbulent.

Qing Yue changed into this gorgeous dress that symbolized his identity, and his face was much more solemn and solemn than his eclectic appearance in the past, and he could even see the word Zhou Zheng.

The saying that "people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles" is very reasonable.

The Son of Heaven of the Human Race, who was in a high position, was blocked by the bead curtain and couldn't see his face, Huang Mo had already heard Liu Zaifu say that now the aura of the Son of Heaven was approaching, so the partisan disputes in the court were made into a miasma. He spoke: "The two Taoist masters came from Shushan from afar, and Dayi also looked at Haihan and gave them a seat. ”

The voice is slightly old, undulating and not light, as if it can penetrate the cycle of red dust.

The guards on the side had already prepared the chair respectfully, and after the master returned the salute, he took Huang Mo to sit down, but he saw that there was also a seat in the other place opposite, and there was a shriveled old man in a purple robe with his eyes closed, thin like a cow curled up in a weasel. A luxurious robe hung on him empty.

As soon as the emperor's words fell, his two mustaches shook, and he squinted through the eyes of the roe deer, and two rays of light shot straight out.

Huang Mo really got goosebumps all over his body, how could this old man who didn't seem to be a ghost or a ghost deserved to be a cultivator? Where is this the way to cultivate? Cultivating yourself to look like this?

She looked at Qing Yue again, Qing Yue kept hanging his head, and he didn't pay attention to them since they entered the door.

This Taoist priest ...... What kind of spell was used?

Senior Brother Qingyue really got hit! Huang Mo stared at her face that didn't care about her surroundings, anxious, and the master gently stroked her back, signaling her not to be impatient, and took her to sit down.

The emperor's sons were all elegant and elegant, and it was very pleasing to the eye to stand there. It's just that there is no natural cordiality between brothers among them, and the atmosphere is depressing and tight, separated by a few feet of restraint and prudence. Huang Mo glanced over, the leader should be the prince, he was angry, standing tall, his eyes swept over Huang Mo and the master, and there was a sense of pride between his eyebrows.

If it really has the support of the Heavenly Division, it is easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

And the person standing behind him with straight eyes and a straight look is so stupid that he stays just right, which is simply amazing. It should be the second prince who is a little mentally imperfect. After that, it is the third prince who is the most simple among a group of princes, and he can't wait to go into battle to show that he is simple, and he can be regarded as a dusty place like the Bamboo Yun Society.

Although this deliberate approach to avoid the prince's edge will seem to be more calm and serious, but

This giant of action does not mean that the mind can reach such heights. But it's a little too hard, and it looks a little pretentious.

Huang Mo looked at it, these princes are also her senior brothers, although he is sometimes a little stingy, but Zhu can taste the flavors of the world, if he is the emperor, he will definitely be a Ming Jun, far from being the son of heaven sitting on this high position, high and uncertain.

The emperor said without hesitation: "The two Taoist masters returned to Jinzhou with Chengxuan, what is the purpose of this time?" ”

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