The red wall and green tile, the wall is towering, covering the sky and the sun, the majestic palace, the momentum is magnificent, the solemn palace rises the splendid golden top, depends on each other, the height is staggered, the scales are one after another, the distance looks at the worship of people, the golden glazed tile heavy eaves of the palace shines with dazzling light in the sun, makes people confused, can not distinguish the east and west direction.

"This is the Imperial Palace of Chang'an City."

Heavenless eyes flashed with a deep and dark light.

In the mid-air of Chang'an City, there was a mighty golden dragon of luck.

Each piece of the scale armor of the Fortune Golden Dragon shone with golden light, the big eyes of the grinding plate, the sharp claws, the two whiskers floating, and the body exuded a powerful aura.

The golden dragon of luck seemed to feel that he was being watched, and his golden eyes emitted a fine light to explore everywhere, roaring in a low voice.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Wutian's mouth: "Interesting, the Luck Golden Dragon actually has the strength of the fourth-order intermediate level, forming the realm of luck, as long as it is a strong person below the fourth-order legendary realm, it will be suppressed, it seems that this world is not simple!" ”

The figure of Wutian slowly disappeared into the air.

In Chang'an City, a person in the Jinluan Hall has an old face, wears a beaded crown, wears a golden dragon robe, and is sitting on the dragon chair, with a pair of delicate eyes that are bottomless, showing the majesty of the emperor.

The civil and military officials lined up on both sides below, and said respectfully: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

"Zhongqing is flat."

"If there is something to play, there is nothing to retreat." A shrill voice shouted.

One was wearing an official uniform, with white hair on his temples, his face was wrinkled, and he exuded righteousness around him: "Your Majesty, according to intelligence, the barbarians are about to move and want to invade the border, and the demon clan also wants to take advantage of the situation." ”

"Oh! What do those Daomen say? The emperor asked lightly.

"Your Majesty, those Daomen are only willing to send their disciples down the mountain to kill demons and demons, and the rest will not go out and close the mountain." Xiao Yaxuan's face was ugly

At this time, a figure in armor, powerful and powerful, with an extraordinary momentum, said with an angry face: "Your Majesty, please give a decree and send a large army to suppress those Daomen, so that they can know the majesty of the imperial court." ”

The emperor's face was gloomy, and he was thinking.

"Roar! Roar! ”

A dragon chant reached the emperor's ears, and his face changed dramatically.

Prime Minister Xiao Yaxuan frowned, saw His Majesty's pale complexion and asked, "Your Majesty, are you okay?" ”

"Today, I am ill, so I will retreat first." The Emperor waved his hand.

"Retreat." A shrill voice shouted.

The civil and military officials gradually withdrew from the Jinluan Palace.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty, please." This is a eunuch guard.

"It's fine."

Prime Minister Xiao Yaxuan followed the eunuch guards to the study.

There are many bookshelves in the study, and one in a golden dragon robe sits quietly on a chair, picking up a brush and writing a big "dragon".

"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Prime Minister has arrived."

"Please come in!"

Xiao Yaxuan said respectfully: "Long live my emperor, long live ......"

The emperor hurriedly helped: "Get up!" Don't talk about so much hypocrisy here, you and I are monarchs and ministers in the court, and confidants in the court. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xiao Yaxuan's face was moved.

"Come, Aiqing, see how this word is." The Emperor asked.

Xiao Yaxuan looked at the word "dragon" seriously, and commented: "Your Majesty, the word is majestic, the sky is powerful, and it is three points into the wood!" ”

"Hah! Ha! I didn't expect Aiqing to be a sycophant! It's not good in front of your Confucian! The emperor's gloomy face gradually stretched into a smile.

Xiao Yaxuan saw that His Majesty's face was much better, and asked, "I don't know Your Majesty, what's the matter!" ”

"Aiqing, just now I was above the imperial court, and I felt a warning from the golden dragon of luck." The emperor said with a solemn face.

"Could it be that there are real people from the Dao Gate, or the demon king peeping, only they will make the golden dragon feel threatened." Xiao Yaxuan wondered.

"Your Majesty, if you don't summon Zhuge Zhengme, the dean of Wenshu Pavilion, and Han Nuo, a scholar of Hanlin University, to come to the capital, I believe that there are three great Confucians plus the Golden Dragon of Luck, even if the legendary Daomen True Monarch and the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan are here, they will be afraid of three points."

"No, Zhuge Zhengme, the dean of Wenshu Pavilion, and Han Nuo, a scholar of Hanlin University, they are all great Confucians, how can they be easily mobilized if they suppress a ghost.

I am worried that every warning of the golden dragon is the beginning of a change of dynasty. The Emperor sighed deeply.

Xiao Yaxuan's face changed greatly, and he said in a panic: "Your Majesty, the world you govern is in good order, the country is safe, the people are safe, and the border is stable, how can the dynasty be changed." ”

"Aiqing, don't comfort me, I know what the world is like, but the prince is still young, so I don't have to worry about handing it over to him." The emperor said lightly.

"Your Majesty, rest assured that the minister will do his best to assist the prince in governing the world." Xiao Yaxuan said in a low tone.

Xiao Yaxuan knew that His Majesty the Emperor's body could not last for a year, and his heart was infinitely sad.

"Hey! It's all fate. The Emperor sighed.

Of course, the emperor wanted to be truly immortal and build a dynasty for all generations, but unfortunately the way of heaven did not allow the emperor to cultivate.

In the past, there were emperors who acted against the sky, but unfortunately in the end, they all changed dynasties, their souls were shattered, and they never reincarnated, and the end was extremely miserable.

"Go down!" The emperor said indifferently.

"Retire!"

Xiao Yaxuan's figure slowly withdrew from the study.

The emperor's eyes faintly watched Prime Minister Xiao Yaxuan's figure retreat: "National teacher, have you found anything?" ”

This is a Taoist wearing a purple yang scarf, wearing a gossip robe, phoenix eyes and eyebrows, elegant expression, and a pale face appeared in the study: "Your Majesty didn't find it, the tempter was very vigilant, and his breath disappeared immediately." ”

"Ahem! Cough! ”

"National teacher, are you still injured?" The emperor said in a concerned tone.

"Your Majesty, in a battle with the Demon Emperor thirty years ago, although the Demon Emperor was killed, the poor road was also hit hard, and it is still not good." Taishang Taoist explained.

"Hey! The catastrophe is coming, and it will be an eventful time! The Emperor sighed.

"Your Majesty, Poor Dao feels that the heavens have changed, and the catastrophe is even more foggy, I don't know if it's good or bad!" Taishang Daoren's brows furrowed.

"Has the heavens changed?" The Emperor pondered deeply.

……

……

Wutian transformed into an ordinary figure and appeared in Chang'an City.

When you walk to the door of a temple, this temple is not big, the top of the temple is covered with glazed gold, and there are many Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas carved on the ridge of the roof, which are lifelike.

The sound of Buddha came from the temple, and the sound was like a tide, lingering......

Wutian saw a passer-by and asked, "This is the temple!" ”

"This is the temple of the special envoy lamas, they all came from Tibet to meet His Majesty, and I heard that there is a lama Cihang Pudu in it."

Wutian glanced at the temple meaningfully: "The thousand-year-old centipede essence has finally found you, tsk!" Tut! A thousand-year-old monster dares to pretend to be a lama to meet the emperor, interesting! Interesting! ”

If the monster does not have a special secret method, as long as it appears in Chang'an City and is sensed by the golden dragon of luck, it will appear.

This world is not simple, Wutian does not believe that a thousand-year-old centipede essence in Chang'an City cannot be suppressed.

In Chang'an City, three people who have already sensed the strength of the fourth-order primary legend, coupled with the luck golden dragon, Wutian will also feel a little tricky, not to mention the thousand-year-old centipede essence?