Deep in the East China Sea

The heavenly boat is 200 meters long, facing the sea, surrounded by a thick golden light, flowing down from the top of the ship, forming an invisible barrier, rippling in the light, and a golden lamp floating in it. ,!

Seeing that the entire Tianzhou was bright, a cyan thunder light rolled down, pierced the ocean, and hit the cyan-purple light body that had been shattered below, and everyone knew that this was the origin of the evil god here.

"Boom!" A ball of thunder flashed and exploded, countless thunderbolts splashed out, and the occasional skeleton that was still alive suddenly fell in response to the light, turning into pieces of scattered bones.

At the bottom of the sea, the thunder like a green snake scurried around, and from time to time a thunderbolt sounded, shaking an area and turning into fine powder.

When the thunder dissipated, the immortal Daoist from Kunlun looked down and breathed a sigh of relief: "Everyone, after months of fighting, we have basically smashed the body of this evil god. ”

"The power of this evil god is extremely strong in nature, although it is discovered, and its own providence is gradually consumed, but it can be divided and gathered, and once it is gathered, it can be taken away, and it cannot be lifted yet, and it must continue to bombard. ”

"But we don't need to be all here, just take turns cleaning!"

"Everyone has worked hard, I believe that the Daojun and the will of heaven have all favored Jiami!"

All the Taoists looked at each other and said, "This is my duty!"

Cheng Jin Zhenren also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this time he found out, and led the battle, although the second half was presided over by Kunlun, but killing the evil god, also has a great merit, presumably there will be merit and luck to descend.

If it's an evil god in the land of bones. It would be nice to be so convenient, but think about it. It's also a laugh, and there is a heavenly way here that is suppressed from time to time. The evil gods can't exert all kinds of powers, and if they are in the land of bones, there will be no such good thing.

"It's over here, I don't know how the Taoist temple on the mainland is cleaned...... What about Xuan Shang in the imperial capital?" Cheng Jinzhen thought quietly.

Auxiliary State Real People's House

"There's a decree!" Shortly after returning, someone announced.

"Please enter! Open the middle door to welcome the will!" Wang Cunye bowed slightly to the incense case.

The waiter entered, expressionless. Standing in the south behind the incense case, he said: "The edict said: The real people of the auxiliary country are diligent and hardworking, and they have made great achievements, and they are especially promoted to the real people of the town." Give the gold seal, rank and look at the second grade, admire this!"

"Thank you!" Wang Cunye straightened up, and after the servant passed the order, he immediately changed his smiling face and saluted Wang Cunye: "The slave and maid congratulated the real person!"

"Take fifty taels of gold and reward this father-in-law!" Wang Cunye said as he felt the green qi seeping through turn into a slight bruise.

The drizzle was hanging down in the breeze, and the two lamps were on, looking at the waiters in this class, Wang Cunye was thoughtful.

This time. In the eyes of outsiders, the harvest is not small - Zhenguo Zhenren, given a gold seal, and regarded as the second grade.

This is almost the limit of the Taoist in the imperial court, and the glory is great, but this time the disaster is not shallow.

Over the years, Wang Cunye has become more and more knowledgeable, and his mind has become deeper and deeper.

Don't look at this as good for the community. It is beneficial to the imperial court and to the Son of Heaven himself, but the Son of Heaven loves this Concubine Mei and looks forward to the matter of this prince, and he has long heard about it.

Wang Cunye acted like this, although he did not force the mother and son to kill, but politically he almost cut off his life.

As long as the Son of Heaven thinks that Concubine Mei is left in the palace because of this, and can't get close to Tianyan, he will only have a cold life in the future, as long as he thinks that even if this prince is crowned king in the future, he will be monitored and depressed for life - no matter how much affection and credit Wang Cunye has, it will gradually disappear.

This is human nature, but also the nature of the organization, never remember the merits, only remember that the eyes must be repaid, in history the emperor and the court remember the merits, most of the people who do not die well!

Thinking of this, Wang Cunye smiled, if he wasn't a Taoist, an earth immortal, and the great power belonged to himself, this would be a difficult thing to bear, but now, there are only two words "hum"!

Thinking of this, Wang Cunye said a few words, went back to take a bath, changed his clothes, got up and was in good spirits, took a slipper and flipped through a book from the bookshelf, and saw the housekeeper come in and salute, without raising his head, waving his hand and saying, "No courtesy!"

The housekeeper still saluted and waited for Wang Cunye to speak.

Wang Cunye turned to a page intently, sighed for a long time and said: "In the twenty-nine histories of Huanghuang, there are countless heroes and heroes, Wu Qinzhi, Zhou Rong, Guo Wenshan, and Zhang Suwen, which one is not a hero, but once he is bound by the system, life and death are not up to him. ”

The housekeeper who heard this trembled, but he didn't even dare to reply.

"Especially the famous minister Cao Xuan of this dynasty, when he was born, there was a Huagai Qingyun with the number of orders, this is the number of great luck, born by adhering to heaven and earth, used in itself, may not be able to open a new dynasty, used in the auxiliary dynasty, trembling and trembling like walking on thin ice, correcting the disadvantages of the times, although it can be prosperous for a while, and the luck is gradually exhausted, so that after the death, even the clansmen raid the house, and the eighty old mother has to endure the difficulties!"

Speaking of this, he sighed: "How many times does a person have luck? Although he is the best among people, once he runs out of energy, he will die and be wiped out." ”

Any luck is limited, the key is to be replenished by the saints and ministries, if it is not replenished, no matter how much it can be consumed.

Carefully studying history, Cao Xuan completed three major events in his life, and as a result, he died and the clan was wiped out.

The first thing is to level the princes, only led 800 soldiers, and they pacified the chaos in the southwest alone, think about the mixed dragons and snakes among the princes, how much luck will be consumed to pacify?

If you are appointed governor for a few years, you can slowly replenish it and go to the next level, but it is a pity that once it is pacified, the imperial court will immediately pick peaches, and only promote a "squire of the criminal department and a bachelor of the Guangming Palace".

The second thing is the reform of the imperial court, which is finally presided over as the prime minister, but this kind of reform involves the whole world, and the resentment is boiling, how can a prime minister supplement it?

After ten years of governance, every step is the enemy, and the protégés and disciples are all turned against each other, let alone don't?

The third thing is that the princes rebelled again, led the army to pacify it, exhausted their efforts and energy, and the army became ill, and went back to the court for the reason of illness. Strip away the real job, and only leave the empty position of a university scholar!

It's a pity that Cao Xuan was born with a canopy of green luck. The Huanghuang ministers were out of reach, and at this time. It is at the end of the road, the qi has been exhausted, the Taoist once watched, it is said that the natal qi luck is only a trace of white and red, and he died of fear in illness.

Shortly after his death, he ordered a raid on his home. cut off the official rank and title, pursued the rewards given during his lifetime, and showed the world with his sin, and his family starved to death. The exile of exile, the best of the best, only ended up like this!

It wasn't until three generations later that he remembered the great heroes of the past and reinstated him, but at this time, the heroic past had drifted away.

Wang Cunye read it carefully, and realized this kind of vast desolation, people can't help themselves in the system, but they can protect themselves. What is this painstaking seeker?

Wang Cunye can't tell whether this is right or wrong, this is his own choice as a masterpiece, but Wang Cunye is just a Taoist, but at this time he threw the book on the case, and said with a smile: "I don't embarrass you, I don't need you to reply, I'll just write a poem!"

said grinding ink and calming his mind, and he waved it.

"I am a monk of the Qing Dynasty, and the Son of Heaven has frequently edicted. Fate with Juncheng, several times on the purple hall, talk about the Tao for a long time, and finally be a crane guest, when the ancients are drunk, send out a flat boat tour!"

This poem is not a poem, the words are not words, and it does not rhyme, but after it was written, Wang Cunye was drenched in joy, laughed, and suddenly walked a few steps and disappeared.

The housekeeper was stunned for a long time, and then he came to his senses, shouted, and crawled out with a rolling belt.

The night is cloudy, the smoke of Xiaoxiao cooking, the body is thirty zhang in the air, walking against the wind, the rolling aura is surging from all directions, almost into a whirlpool.

In the sea of knowledge, Qinghua Baoqi Dao tire is like a living thing, implying Taoist rhyme, a large amount of aura is attracted to it, constantly running the acupoints, after * cycle, will * exercise like steel!

But more than that, the wheel of life and death was consumed against a bruised force, and every turn wore away a trace, and the rolling golden stream hung down into the spirit pool, and the sound of the spirit pool disappeared and gradually expanded.

An hour later, all the blue and purple qi was digested, and the Lingchi Fruit became six zhangs, and Wang Cunye was very satisfied, which offset at least one or two years of penance.

At this time, the moonlight shone on the earth, the candles on the ground were lit, and they were close to Yishui, and after a while, they saw Qingtian Village, but they did not go down for a while.

The fields are green, the houses are continuous, and the sound of chickens and dogs can be heard.

If you occupy this foundation for a long time, your descendants will be born with white gas in a few generations, and you can be called a scholar, and you will laugh and land at the moment.

At this time, the drizzle was drizzling, and seeing that the garden had been built, the residence was shrouded in a layer of golden light, which was different from luck, and was the shelter of Bai Susu.

The two small buildings opposite the long pond were still under construction, and the two disciples did not arrive as quickly as they did, but they were not worried, and walked away.

In a small building, a cup of tea rested on the small case, the fragrance of tea lingered, Xie Xiang took a sip of the lamp, and read intently.

With the Six Yang diagram, she has reached the peak of the human immortals, and the following is to comprehend the Tao Sutra and understand the Dao species, this step is extremely difficult, but if you really want to succeed, the future is unlimited.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flickered in the room, and Wang Cunye appeared.

When Xie Xiang saw it, he was immediately overjoyed, and got up and saluted: "Senior brother, are you back?"

"Yes, no matter how good the imperial capital is, how can it compare to the family? What is going on at home these days?" Wang Cunye commanded: "Also, prepare dinner for me, there is no use in the imperial capital!"

Xie Xiang immediately ordered the following to prepare, and said with a smile: "There has been nothing to do recently, but I have recruited some craftsmen to renovate this mansion and build two small buildings, which is expected to cost 500,000 yuan!"

Five hundred taels of silver, Wang Cunye didn't care.

"The fourth sister is getting married, it's really time for you to come back, in addition to the fifty acres you promised, the dowry also spent 500,000 yuan to create a batch of exquisite jewelry and furniture. ”

"Give another hundred taels of silver, and use ingots!" Wang Cunye said with a smile when he heard this.

"And there's the matter of Fusang, is the little uncle messing with me?" Xie Xiang told these inside stories again.

Wang Cunye's face was dark, he didn't speak, and finally heard Wang Jimen's plea, Wang Cunye said lightly: "Repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue? ”

Xie Xiang responded, and at this time, a maid came up with a plate in her hand, and the hot soup on the plate was still smoking, so she stepped forward to take it in person, and said, "The cook has just stewed a pot of pheasant and tofu soup, you can use some first, and the meal will be served later." ”

Wang Cunye smiled and took it without saying a word, and a kind of warmth arose. (To be continued)

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