Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Changle's eyes showed a trace of excitement, as if he had returned to the days when he was a child, and he traveled south and north with his master.

As soon as she stretched out her jade hand, there was a long blue whip in her palm, which crackled in the air, and the sound was like thunder, like a dragon.

This whip of beating gods, after decades of cultivation and sacrifice in Changle, is already a famous divine soldier today, and has become her symbol.

"Master, the apprentice will open the way for you!"

Good fellow, this excited tone, as if it was not his own palace that was about to break in.

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hand and knocked her, and said, "Still pretending, obviously injured, still holding on in front of the teacher." ”

Changle didn't expect to be seen by the master, she shook her head and said, "Master, it's just a small injury, it's not in the way!" ”

She looked at Li Daoxuan pitifully, her dreamy eyes were so moving, like a deer.

"Master, please, take me with you......"

After more than 40 years of absence, she finally met the master she had been thinking about again, and she really didn't want to continue the retreat.

Who knows where Master will go after leaving the customs?

But this time, Li Daoxuan, who has always spoiled her, firmly refused, and his voice was unquestionable.

"In normal times, it wouldn't be in the way if you held on, but now that you are at the threshold of becoming an immortal, you can't tolerate a little sloppiness."

Li Daoxuan couldn't see that Changle had faintly touched the threshold of becoming an immortal, but it was difficult to cross the catastrophe, and it still needed to be accumulated.

At this critical time, it would be a pity if the foundation was shaken and the future was affected because of the injury.

Li Daoxuan only has this one disciple, so naturally he can't help but think about her.

"But—"

"No, yes, obedient."

Li Daoxuan seemed to see what she was worried about, and said with a smile: "Just take a nap, wake up, the master is still there." ”

Under his order, Changle reluctantly put away the whip.

Li Daoxuan waved his sleeves, and the golden lotus of the nine grades of merit flew in the wind, taking root on the ground, rippling with wisps of merit golden light, dazzling, warm and holy.

"Do you still remember when I was a child, I taught Ling, Peng Zugu Immortal Lying Enlightenment?"

Changle nodded, it was the first exercise that the master taught her, and she naturally memorized it backwards.

"Go ahead, lie in the lotus, with Peng Zu's work, sleep well, and when you wake up, your injuries will be all healed, and there will be some other benefits."

The Nine Rank Meritorious Golden Lotus is not only unparalleled in defense, but also a treasure of healing and cultivation, which has a miraculous effect on Li Daoxuan in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Changle's injury was still secondary, Li Daoxuan saw that although she practiced quickly, after all, she was a mortal in the flesh, and her foundation was not deep enough, and it was extremely difficult to survive the catastrophe.

In order to prevent the ascended ones of the future generations from being swallowed by the Heavenly Court or the Spirit Mountain, the saints set up means to make the Heavenly Tribulation several times stronger.

Under this kind of blockade, unless it is an existence with a lotus body like Tsing Yi Niangniang or Sister Yu, or a hanging comparison like Li Daoxuan, it will be difficult to survive.

Although Changle is extremely qualified, he can't break this prohibition.

Therefore, Li Daoxuan used the Nine Grades of Merit Golden Lotus to help her heal, and at the same time, with the help of the power of merit and the essence of the lotus, he helped her improve her root bones and forge her foundation.

Changle lay on the lotus platform obediently, but refused to close his eyes.

She pulled the sleeve of the master and said coquettishly: "Master, you can stay with me for a while, and you will leave when I fall asleep, okay?" ”

Li Daoxuan smiled helplessly: "Okay." ”

Sit silently, the spring breeze blows, the sun sets, and the sunset is in the sky.

Changle's breathing gradually became longer, and the hand holding Li Daoxuan's sleeve slowly loosened, and a faint smile rippled on his demure and beautiful face in his sleep.

It's as if I've dreamed of something happy.

Li Daoxuan looked at it for a moment, and then flicked his sleeves, like flowing clouds.

The lotus flower gently closed, covering Changle's figure, and then submerged into the lotus pond, automatically absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of heaven and earth, and growing the foundation for Changle.

Although it is impossible to become a lotus dharma body like Sister Yu, it is still no problem to improve a lot on the original basis.

And with the protection of the Nine Grades of Merit Golden Lotus, Li Daoxuan didn't have to worry about someone taking the opportunity to hurt her.

After this incident, Li Daoxuan glanced back at the small courtyard where he had lived for many years, sighed lightly, and turned to leave.

On the road to immortality, it is destined to give up many things and say goodbye to many people.

Some scenes seem to be vivid, but if you think about it carefully, it was more than 60 years ago.

……

Leaving the Xuandu Temple, Li Daoxuan did not go to the inn agreed with Di Renjie, but turned around and walked towards the north of Chang'an, which was the direction of the imperial city.

Shaoguang is fleeting, and things are not people.

Today's imperial palace is no longer the Taiji Palace of the year, but a more brilliant and splendid Daming Palace.

In fact, the Daming Palace has been built since the eighth year of Zhenguan, but Taizong felt that it was too hard for the people and money, and shouted to stop several times, and finally Zhenguan was all over and there was no progress.

After Li Zhi ascended to the throne, it was built in only ten months.

Li Daoxuan walked into this magnificent Daming Palace, and the soldiers on duty turned a blind eye to him and turned a deaf ear.

He stood with his hands in his hands, as if strolling leisurely.

However, after not taking a few steps, Li Daoxuan stopped, his brows furrowed, revealing a trace of doubt.

What a weak dragon aura!

Although the Taiji Palace was a little simpler, the dragon qi was vigorous, hovering above the nine heavens, heading straight to the stars, but at this moment, the dragon qi in the Daming Palace was very weak, and it was even difficult to detect.

If the dragon's energy is sluggish, it is easy to breed ghosts and ghosts in the palace, and under normal circumstances, it will occur when the mountains and rivers are broken.

The so-called country is about to die, and there will be demons.

But Datang is still strong at the moment, and this should not be the case.

What's even more weird is that although the dragon qi is weak, Li Daoxuan doesn't feel much yin and evil qi, and the palace is still upright.

Wisps of golden light emerged from the red marks on his eyebrows, and the heavenly eyes slowly opened.

Suddenly, Li Daoxuan heard a loud phoenix chirping.

A proud, majestic, and domineering phoenix phantom flew in the clouds, with wings shining, overlooking Chang'an, suppressing the nine dragon qi.

A phoenix crushes nine dragons!

After the phoenix suppressed the dragon qi of the riot, it folded its wings and escaped into a tower, attaching itself to the iron phoenix weighing three thousand gold.

It is said to be an iron phoenix, but its body is covered with gold leaf, and it looks golden and luxurious.

There are nine golden dragons carved in the middle of the tower, although they are powerful and noble, they can only prostrate at the feet of the proud golden phoenix, and the dragon qi cannot be emitted at all.

This is the reason why the dragon qi in the Daming Palace is weak, but there is still no demon.

"Good means."

Li Daoxuan looked at the tower standing in the palace, as if it was connected to the sky, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

This tower, known as the Vientiane Divine Palace, helped her suppress the true dragon qi of Li Tang Tianzi.

It seems that there is a master behind Wu Zetian, I don't know if it is Ming Chongyan in Changle's mouth,

When Tianyan tried to see through the Vientiane Divine Palace, the golden phoenix seemed to feel something, and suddenly let out a loud phoenix roar, as if it had come to life, and the domineering and fierce eyes looked at Li Daoxuan.

However, the next moment, as if frightened in some way, it trembled, and the gold leaf fell like a feather, and it quickly turned its head tremblingly.

The gold leaf rained down, and the soldiers on duty at the Vientiane Shrine suddenly let out an exclamation.

……

Zichen Palace.

Behind the lilac curtain, the sixty-eight-year-old queen of heaven was turning the clouds and rain, and she was wandering.

If someone pulls open this fig leaf, they will be shocked to find that the man who is serving the queen of heaven at this moment is actually wearing a robe and is a bald monk.

It was Feng Xiaobao who had a skill.

After all, Feng Xiaobao was a scoundrel in the market, a gangster who was born to sell strong pills, Wu Zetian was afraid that he would not be able to save face, so he made him the abbot of the White Horse Temple.

The identity of a monk can also provide an excuse for him to frequently enter and leave the harem, such as chanting scriptures and praying for blessings.

So Feng Xiaobao, who didn't know a single word, became the abbot of the famous temple White Horse Temple, which has to be said to be a great irony.

For Feng Xiaobao, the phoenix bed is no longer interesting, he prefers to be in the Zichen Palace.

This is the place where the two saints come to the court to discuss politics, and as Li Zhi's health gets worse and worse, the two saints slowly become a saint.

Feng Xiaobao was excited every time he thought of sitting in the emperor's position and turning the clouds and rain with the queen of heaven high above.

After the clouds and rain.

Wu Zetian's face was flushed, and his whole face was radiant.

Power is a magical thing, with incredible magic, and under its watering, the sixty-eight-year-old Wu Zetian is still full of energy, and this year he even grew new teeth and eyebrows.

Although there are some wrinkles on his face, he looks like he is in his forties, and the charm is still there.

Satisfied, she looked at her lover's bald head, couldn't help but let out a chuckle, leaned lazily on the phoenix couch, and was just about to reward something, but her heart suddenly stabbed.

An inexplicable panic emerged.

Immediately afterwards, someone outside shouted: "Queen of Heaven, it's not good, the phoenix of Vientiane Divine Palace...... Dropped some gold leaf! ”

Wu Zetian's expression instantly became gloomy, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his phoenix eyes.

"Let's find out what's going on."

"The soldiers on duty, as well as the craftsmen who cast the golden phoenix, all killed, and then replaced."

The murderous voice made the palace maid outside the hall tremble, like falling into an ice cave.

Even Feng Xiaobao held his breath, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Although the two of them were in harmony just now, they were tender and sweet, but he knew very well the methods of this diva, if he really thought that he could conquer this woman by relying on his kung fu in bed, it would be absolutely wishful thinking.

Wu Zetian frowned slightly, not angry and arrogant.

Vientiane Shrine means a lot to her, and there is no room for error.

"You go back first."

Feng Xiaobao was a little disappointed in his eyes, but he could only leave, but as soon as he went out, he vaguely heard the voice of the queen of heaven.

"Go to the Crane Prison and call Rokuro over."

In an instant, Feng Xiaobao's heart lit up with a vinegar fire.

Liulang, also known as Zhang Changzong, has recently been favored by the queen of heaven, this person is like a crown of jade, handsome and extraordinary, with a dusty atmosphere, and some people even say that he is the reincarnation of the immortal prince Qiao.

The most important thing is that this person is excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has always looked down on him as a vulgar person.

The more Feng Xiaobao thought about it, the more angry he became, and in the end, the boundless vinegar fire spread, he was really angry, and he didn't leave the palace anymore, and ran directly to control the crane prison.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

Today he is going to tell the world who is the real man!

……

Li Daoxuan closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to the Jin Feng who had been scared silly by him, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Vientiane Shrine...... I see, things are getting more and more interesting. ”

"Taizong, this time you owe me a big favor again."

……

(End of chapter)