In the first year of Yuan Feng, at the beginning of July.

Chang'an City, Dongfang Shuo Mansion.

The courtyard is deep, the corridor bends left and right, interspersed and hooked in it, on the corner, or the new pavilion is small, or the mountains and rocks are exquisite, or the pines and cypresses are verdant, or the pond is green.

Dongfang Shuo sat in the corridor, through the hollow hexagonal leaky window, the clear sky light outside poured in, bright all around, and you could see the small scenery outside.

The grass and trees, the pond stones, are shrunk in a corner, but there is no sense of congestion, fresh and natural.

I saw him wearing a blue cloud roll robe with a collar, a jade belt, and thick-soled soap boots, crouching in the corridor between the cases, lifting the pen and splashing ink.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the case are all dry, and there is a bronze beast-faced Ding furnace in the corner, and sandalwood is curling.

And the paper that let Dongfang Shuo splash ink on it, thick and simple, full of treasure light, is obviously not an extraordinary product.

At the same time, his whole eyes are quiet, with a peaceful shallow smile on his face, and his temperament is unfathomable.

It is not at all the same, and some colleagues who are not accustomed to him use funny and witty words to amuse His Majesty's fortunate ministers.

"The god of Zhongshan, called the candle dragon, is regarded as day, the eye is the night, the blowing is the winter, the call is the summer, the drink is not eaten, the breath is the wind, and the body is thousands of miles long. In the East of Apocalypse. It is a thing, a human face, a snake body, red, and lives under the bell mountain. ”

Dongfang Shuo looked solemn on the green paper, and solemnly waved it one stroke at a time.

Under this paragraph, he started another line and splashed the word "Yuanlong" in ink, but then frowned and couldn't put down the pen for a long time.

"The god of Cangshan, known as Yuanlong, controls yin and yang, drives the five elements, holds the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and the universe is born, and the world is the end.

Its form is changeable, sleeping and stretching for thousands of miles, with the dragon body coiled on the wood, happy is the body of the dragon tail, creating all things, angry is the head of the dragon body, fighting the underworld.

He often shows people as a human body and lives on the mountains. ”

A clear voice came from behind him, eloquently.

Dongfang Shuo was so surprised that he almost threw the ink dots on himself, hurriedly put down the pen and ink, and turned to look.

Sure enough!

Hurriedly saluted, and said respectfully: "Xiaodao to meet Long Jun~"

Fang Longye looked at Dongfang Shuo with a smile, stepped forward, glanced at the manuscript on his case, looked back at Dongfang Shuo and said, "It seems that Manqian, you haven't forgotten what I asked you~"

"What Long Jun ordered, Xiaodao didn't dare to forget. It just so happened that after His Majesty sealed the heavens and the earth in Mount Tai, he instructed Xiaodao to delete and supplement the "Classic of Mountains and Seas". coincides with Long Jun's orders. ”

Dongfang Shuo said respectfully.

"Oh?" When Fang Longye heard this, his thoughts turned around, and he said with a smile: "It seems that the Great Han has sealed the Zen world this time, and the results have been quite fruitful!"

"Not only those hairy gods and minor gods, but also some immortals and gods in modern times have been eradicated, and many ancient gods have also suffered!"

Otherwise, Dongfang Shuo would not have been allowed to rebuild the "Classic of Mountains and Seas". This is to leave the traces of the dead gods in the world and eliminate them as much as possible.

Dongfang Shuo couldn't help but shrink his neck when he heard Fang Longye's words. During this time, he was always worried.

The dethronement of the king of men and gods is indeed a magnificent feat, but it is not without backlash.

Not to mention the backlash and curses against the human king himself, just a few remnants of the gods who escaped by luck have been making waves in the shadows.

Just in the territory of Dahan today, natural disasters and disasters are becoming more and more numerous, which can be seen.

Of course, he also felt compassion and resentment in this regard, but what was in front of him, more realistically, was still afraid that those gods would take revenge on the king and find him.

After all, he is a true immortal mixed in the court, which is too eye-catching.

If he hadn't pulled a tiger skin of Emperor Donghua's future disciples, those gods who had gone crazy would probably have attacked him a long time ago.

According to his secret observations, many of the immortal families recruited by the Han Dynasty were poisoned by the remnants of those gods.

Therefore –

These days, since returning to Chang'an, he has been not going out of the door, following the instructions of His Majesty, renovating with peace of mind, and recording all kinds of classics about the affairs of the gods.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" is just one of them.

Fang Longye looked at Dongfang Shuo and said with a loud smile: "But I didn't think about it before and didn't give you a specific message." Just write as I just said! ”

"As for the polishing in it, it's bothering Manqian~"

"Where does Long Jun say, how can he be called tired of doing things for Long Jun?" Dongfang Shuo patted his ass.

But then, he hesitated a little and said, "That, Dragon Monarch-"

"Do you really want to introduce your name after the Candle Dragon God?"

Fang Longye glanced at him, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you can afford it!"

What the two discussed.

It was more than half a year ago, when Fang Longye had just come to Nanzhan Buzhou, found Dongfang Shuo, and rested on his mansion, he had a sudden whim.

It is to let Dongfang Shuo, who is crawling in the red dust, go to renovate the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" and add Fang Longye's name information to it.

Through some descriptions that are true or false, coupled with the deliberate listing after "Candle Dragon", it makes ordinary mortals mistakenly believe that he is a great god alongside the Candle Dragon Ancestor.

And this kind of practice, which is similar to touching porcelain, is to let his name spread. Not only can you collect faith incense for Shinto clones, but you can also grab a lot of luck in the underworld.

In the spiritual world, fame is also a kind of food, and the desire of the people can bring great benefits.

Just as ordinary ordinary belief incense can give birth to pure incense gods, human thoughts have all kinds of incredible powers.

As for Dongfang Shuo's worries, Fang Longye had certainly considered it.

He knew that he borrowed the Candle Dragon Ancestor to raise his position carefully, and he couldn't hide it from this big guy.

But this big guy can't be angry for this reason. And he also calculated, and the sky was lucky.

Therefore, there is no problem that Dongfang Shuo is worried about.

"Long Jun is here because of the opportunity I mentioned before, has it arrived?" Dongfang Shuo saw Fang Longye's posture, and he could only be suspicious and skip this topic.

I just said secretly in my heart, Candle Dragon God, this is not a small way, I want to blaspheme you! If you want to blame, you can only blame it, this unscrupulous descendant of you in front of me~

Fang Longye naturally didn't know what Dongfang Shuo really thought in his heart, although he also faintly sensed that Dongfang Shuo's heart was turning in his heart, and it seemed that there was something hidden.

But isn't this human nature~ Can he still care about others when he talks, and he doesn't give birth to anything?

So, he just glanced at Dongfang Shuo and said with a smile: "You are alert!" In about three days, you'll know what kind of chance I'm talking about~"

Three days later?

When Dongfang Shuo heard this, he secretly groaned and said in his heart: "Three days later, isn't it Your Majesty's birthday?"

However, he didn't have time to think about it, he sank his thoughts, looked at Fang Longye with a smile, and said busily: "Then Longjun is still resting in the original place?"

"I'm disturbed~"

Fang Longye smiled and casually threw out a bag towards Dongfang Shuo, which belonged to a storage treasure.

There are a lot of elixir spirit treasures and magic powers in it, which are all rare good things for Dongfang Shuo today.

"Thank you for your generous gift!"

Dongfang Shuo took the bag thrown by Fang Longye, his divine sense swept his eyes, he smiled, bent down slightly, stretched out his hand and signaled: "Long Jun, please!"

This is the reason why he, who is only a true immortal, is obviously uncomfortable in front of the golden immortal, and he still has to deal with this unfamiliar dragon monarch.

No way~

This Dragon Monarch is too generous!

Fang Longye shook his head and smiled when he saw Dongfang Shuo, who was as diligent as a small servant.

At this time, in front of Dongfang Shuo, he could pretend to be a big guy.

When Dongfang Shuo is really included in the door wall by Emperor Donghua, how can you still see him with such a posture?

……

in the courtyard.

Among the bamboo leaves, there is a stone lotus, the spring water comes out of the flower, sprinkled with foreign water, and the ground is full of Qiongyu.

The pine wind came suddenly, lingering.

If you are in it, if you are in the deep forest, it is quiet and natural.

"It's been a few months, but nothing has changed!"

After Dongfang Shuo accompanied Fang Longye to this small courtyard, and after respectfully retiring, Fang Longye paced and walked around in the small courtyard where he had stayed before.

His eyes were full of brilliance and sparkle, and he looked around at the familiar scenery. The whole person is like a lazy old cat, looking leisurely and at ease.

In fact, he was thinking about the next few plans in his heart.

As he said, he is now back in Chang'an City, just to make up for the excitement of the seventh birthday of the Han Dynasty in the first month of July.

See if it is as the legend of the previous life said, the Queen Mother of the West will come to the mortal world to congratulate Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty on his birthday~

By the way, what are the benefits of this. It's better to have the kind of benefits that can improve his cultivation and have immediate results.

After all, now his cultivation in the Golden Immortal Realm is stuck in the progress of not up or down, which is really uncomfortable.

Before-

He peeked into the source sea of the Dao for the second time, and after testing some things and getting injured, although he gained a lot, they were all some comprehensions of the Dao.

The accumulation of the spirit and spirit that he was relatively lacking did not have much effect.

And the treasures in this area on the body were basically consumed in the previous cultivation. There were only twelve drops of pure witch essence blood left in the newly exchanged transaction.

Otherwise, how could he have reached the point where he was only a line away from the Golden Immortal Dacheng in such a short period of time?

Thick accumulation, thick accumulation, without all the previous accumulation, it is impossible for him to jump up after the three disasters.

As for the twelve drops of pure witch essence blood that he had recently traded.

Since every drop is at the Taiyi level, and it comes from the pure-blooded witch clan, the turbidity is too strong, and he can only smelt one drop, and the turbidity and two qi in his body are a little unbalanced.

It's really unsustainable.

Therefore, I had to go out of the customs and come here to try my luck according to the original plan to see if there were any new opportunities.

Fang Longye had already planned to wait for this matter, even if he had reaped enough benefits for him to become a Golden Immortal and even enter the consummation stage.

He also wants to go to Huaishui, whom King Yu invited many years ago.

Because, whether it was the little memory he got from Lu Blast True Spirit, or the previous attempt in the Dao Source Sea, he understood that this pass between Jin Xian and Taiyi was not so easy.

You know—

His mind only walked in the 'Dao Source Sea' for a while, and he didn't even really enter, but was annihilated by small water droplets, but just like that, he could still get an unimaginable Dao comprehension.

And the Golden Immortal is perfect, but he can directly throw his mind and consciousness into the "Dao Source Sea" and completely contact it.

If you think about it, you know that in this process, the golden immortal in the consummation stage can get how much Dao comprehension.

But even so, there are still people who have been at this stage for a long time and are not allowed to step into the upper realm.

There are many characters with unusual backgrounds.

How could this not allow him to prepare for a rainy day?

Anyway, through what happened to him in the 'Dao Source Sea' before, he could see that the further he went, the slightest difference in the realm was like a huge chasm.

And to bridge this gap, to raise the gap by a millimeter, it will take immeasurable resources.

Therefore, for the creation of chance, it is a share to be able to fight for more.

Who thinks that they have more opportunities?

No matter how much chance there is, there will always be a time when it is not enough.

……

Three days passed in a flash.

Fang Longye just closed his eyes and sat for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already come to the seventh day of the seventh month.

In fact, the entire Chang'an City has been noisy since the early hours of the morning.

However, at that time, it was only the personnel of the Han Dynasty who were making various festive arrangements. It is truly called the peak of the population, lively and prosperous, and it will not be until now when the sun has risen in the east.

On the roof of Dongfang Shuo's mansion, Fang Longye stood with his hands in his hands and looked outside.

The morning light gradually rose, the sun rose slowly, the wisps of gold fell down, and the scroll unfolded, his spiritual platform was clear, looking at the entire Chang'an City.

I saw that its gatehouse was towering, and the stacks were lined up. The surrounding living water flows, and the north and south mountains are opposite.

There are many goods in the six streets and three cities, and thousands of households and thousands of doors come and go. It can really be described as the imperial capital, Tianfu Chang'an City.

The central street extends in all directions, all kinds of shops and markets along the street, there are cockfights, there are arm eagles, there are six bo, there are scholars who play the piano, Si Swenwen, swordsmen in white clothes like snow, boxers in strong suits, girls dancing in colorful skirts, bustling, rubbing shoulders, very lively.

However, it was the birthday of the Han Emperor Liu Che, in order to have fun with the people, he rested for three days, completely released the city ban of Chang'an City, and allowed the people from all walks of life to enter and play.

Especially tonight, there won't even be a curfew.

However, Fang Longye didn't care about this, but glanced at the inside and outside of Chang'an City, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Good guy, it's really lively!" So many people came~"

However, the excitement in his mouth does not refer to these ordinary people.

I saw that in his sea of knowledge, there were projections inside and outside the entire Chang'an City.

In the projection, you can see different lights flickering, some are burning, some are the size of flames, some are condensing air columns, and some are covered with canopies,...... And so on and so forth, in all its forms, and in all its forms, it is difficult to say.

Reflected in the projection is the fortune and destiny of all beings. The blazing, the big lights, the special color, and the extraordinary form are all the best among mortals.

Even if it is not a prince and general, it is a rich and noble family, and it is not a future handsome man who has not yet made a career and is still in the ranks of commoners.

In addition to these worldly visions of mortal personality, there were two very different visions, which were seen in his eyes and reflected in the projections in his sea of consciousness.

First, there is one after another star-like bright light, shining brightly, but bound to itself, the fairy light lingers, and it is extraordinary.

There are all some immortal figures who have become immortals, and there is even no shortage of golden immortals in the same realm as him.

As for the higher realm, there may be, but if people are bent on hiding, Fang Longye will not be able to find out.

"What a scene! If Yang Chan knew that after her retreat, she would have had such an experience in front of her, I don't know if she would regret it?"

But it is the second, it is also shining in the sky, but it is different from the otherworldly of the immortal path, but it seems to be as powerful as a prison, and it is accompanied by the prayers and murmurs of endless beings.

One after another, all praise and praise.

You don't need to look closely, just a glance at it, and you know that they are all Shinto people.

On the birthday of the king of the world, the immortals and gods gather here, is it to congratulate or to find fault?

Fang Longye was very interested in this.

He simply took out a rattan chair, half-lay down, crossed Erlang's legs, felt out the Liangyi Shenhu, sipped the Baihua Fairy Brew loaded in it, and looked around with a smile.

Watch and see what happens.

(End of chapter)