At the banquet, the others were still handing over cups and changing lamps, and King Jin quietly walked to the side of his teacher Li Mushu.

"Teacher, it seems that the eldest brother has made my father unhappy tonight, so he came ......to me temporarily."

"Shhhh His Royal Highness the King of Jin don't say it, you shouldn't know. ”

Li Mushu looked in the direction of the emperor over there, and his voice was light but heavy, and King Jin believed him very much.

"By the way, Yin Jieyuan is still used to eating at the king's family banquet?"

King Jin faced Yin Zhaoxian on the other side of Li Mushu, at least on the surface, he was not very restrained, and hurriedly put down his chopsticks and bowed his hand towards King Jin.

"Thank you Your Highness for the invitation, it is a delicious food and wine, but this stool is still hot......"

Seeing that Yin Zhaoxian was actually joking, King Jin also nodded with a smile.

"Yin Jieyuan, don't be restrained, the government and the opposition in the capital know my temperament, and the friends I invited don't have any important official positions, and they can't be regarded as forming a party for personal gain, and you are naturally not a white body at present. ”

These words came out of King Jin's mouth, and Yin Zhaoxian felt hot down his spine when he heard it, but he was somewhat relieved.

"Hehe, when it comes to hot stools, the storyteller over there is even more than you. ”

Yin Zhaoxian is often only a table table seven or eight feet away, and the storyteller obviously doesn't even dare to drink tea.

The emperor would not know at all, if you look at it according to the eyes of ordinary people, there are two immortals in this banquet hall, and this will ask the storyteller what will happen after the death of mortals.

"Mr. Wang, does he know if people will really go to the Yin Division after death, and where is this Yin Si located?"

The storyteller's name is Wang Li, and he is more tired than performing ventriloquist and saying several books in the face of the emperor for such a period of time, the key is that he is panicked in his heart, and he does not dare to say anything wrong.

"Back to the saint's words, I have heard that Yin Si is the abode of the soul, and there will be Yin to lead the way before people die, and it is not clear where it is in the next mortal, and I have heard that it seems to have something to do with the city god in various places, and the gods of the city god temple in folk tales will judge a person's achievements in life to determine the result after death, after all, there is a judge in the temple. ”

The emperor stroked his beard and drank the wine in the cup, and thought about it in his heart, and asked the storyteller with a smile.

"The widow has also read a lot of books and historical materials, and the city gods around the country are also mostly recommended by the villagers to build temples, and there are also virtuous and talented officials of the dynasty who are posthumously posthumously posthumous, and the ancestor Zhengyuan Emperor also issued an edict to order the city god to appear, but the temple is just a clay sculpture, how can there be any righteous gods. ”

The storyteller didn't know how to answer at all, he was a man who wandered around collecting stories, and he also had some special knowledge, which would not dare to judge the emperor's words or comment on the city god.

The emperor asked the rumored famous immortal mountains whether there were real immortals, whether there was really a dragon palace in the rivers and seas, and whether there was a way to attract some gods and immortals to see them, but no matter how extensive the storyteller was, he was also a mortal after all, and the emperor was not very satisfied with the dialogue in the back.

After a while, the emperor finally let the storyteller go, and ordered the screen to be moved back to its original position, allowing the storyteller to continue telling the story.

Ji Yuan and Lao Long had already arrived behind the screen from the round table, and looked at the back of the storyteller, who was obviously cold and wet, but was already wet with sweat.

The old dragon smiled:

"Among mortals, this person can be regarded as well-informed, and some things about ghosts, gods and demons have been answered to the point. ”

The old emperor was not satisfied with the storyteller's somewhat ambiguous answer, but Ji Yuan and Lao Long looked at the storyteller differently, for example, there was a place where "wild ghosts" pestered people to ask for "water and rice", and the "porridge standing chopsticks" turned their backs and splashed out of the house, which the storyteller said was very interesting.

Ji Yuan also smiled.

"It's a pity that what the emperor wants to know is not this kind of folk path, what he wants is to become an immortal, and what he wants is to live forever!"

"Hehe, all the benefits of the world have been obtained by him, but he is not satisfied, this is the king of the world!"

When Lao Long said this, there was no sarcasm, but it was just a statement of facts.

The emperor returned to the table to eat and drink, and hot new dishes were constantly served in the back kitchen.

Dazhen has always had the habit of keeping the New Year, such as this Jin Palace, there are wine, dishes and programs, the banquet needs to last until the child, and the kitchen will be busy until the child, anyway, the prince and the saint must be hot when they get on and off the chopsticks.

At the end of the day, Ji Yuan had already felt the churning of the breath between heaven and earth, and it was obvious that there were indeed different changes when the old and the new were alternating.

"The hour is coming, Silent Rite!"

A servant shouted at the door, and when he heard this voice, even the emperor put down his chopsticks, and the pipa in the house also stopped, waiting for the New Year to come.

Ji Yuan and Lao Long have already gone out of the house, the former opened his eyes wide and looked at the heaven and earth, there was clear qi accumulating and rising in the gray, and the turbidity was dissipating in the fall, as if tearing a new space between heaven and earth, and it was like the clear qi hanging on the clouds and ascending to the sky to open the curtain.

The humane atmosphere of the entire Gyeonggi Province is also rising, as if it is striking the gray in the air, making the turbidity rise and roll.

"So this is saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new!"

Ji Yuan's sigh was full of emotion.

The old dragon also opened his eyes wide to see the sky and the earth, but at most he could feel a special throbbing, he obviously felt that what Ji Yuan saw was absolutely different from what he saw, but it was not good to ask him what he saw.

"Crackling, crackling......"

The sound of firecrackers began to sound in the capital, and it became more and more dense, and even at the gate of the Jin Palace, there were people who lit long firecrackers.

In this era, there may not be fireworks, otherwise the sky over Gyeonggi Province must be brilliant.

Looking at the changes in heaven and earth once a year, the qi of the five elements in Ji Yuan's body was also driven to become more and more active, and there were even five colors in the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other orifices between the breaths, and the true fire of Samadhi in the artistic conception Dan furnace also had heat overflowing, making the atrium of King Jin as warm as spring.

The old dragon took two steps away, with a strange expression on his face.

No wonder this plan is reluctant to go to Shuifu, it turns out that the changes in the alternation of this year can actually be cultivated, and it is really a strange man's wonderful method, I have never heard of it.

And although this burst of heat is just warm, it implies a feeling that even the body of a true dragon is afraid of, and it seems to be another powerful magic.

A green vine sword had already flown into the sky on its own, and it seemed to be able to see what it saw under the communication with Ji Yuan's mind, scurrying in the sky, capturing clear qi for Ji Yuan, and as the fairy sword stirred in the sky, a cloud immediately swept down.

Although it is insignificant in the whole world, it has a unique breath rhythm that rolls through it.

Several chess pieces had already emerged, and the cloud qi was quickly guided into Ji Yuan's body under its attraction and directly poured into the mountains and rivers of the artistic conception, which was pulled by the Dan furnace.

The Samadhi true fire in the furnace is like the furnace of all fires filled with nourishing qi, and boom~ has to overflow from the eyes of the furnace star.

At this moment, the heat around the body was even worse, and even the old dragon subconsciously took another half step back, and the ice and snow in the courtyard of the Jin Wangfu all melted......

"Spring Festival, Spring Festival, Spring Yuanshuo, clean air leads to the New Year, and all things are full of vitality!"

The old dragon was still frightened, but he heard Ji Yuan say something inexplicably.

As if realizing something, the old dragon looked down and found that in the atrium garden of the palace, some vegetation had been branching and growing in a short period of time, and some had even produced buds at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were waiting to be released.

"Mr. Ji, you ......"

Before the old dragon's stunned words were finished, a subordinate passing by the palace delivering food suddenly screamed.

"Ah......! The garden is blooming! The flowers are blooming, the garden, really...... Ahh

The woman spoke incoherently, and then someone came with a lantern to take a closer look, and sure enough, she saw that the garden was full of greenery, and there were even red flowers.

"Really!" "It's really blooming!"

"Auspicious from the sky, auspicious from the sky!"

The screams of the people could be heard faintly inside the banquet hall, but it was too noisy for the people inside to hear clearly.

The people in his own house shouted and screamed on such days, which made King Jin frown, for fear that his father would be unhappy.

However, before he could ask for the guilt, the steward of the house trotted into the banquet hall and told the reason why the people were excited.

Emperor Yuande was the first to stand up.

"Is there such a thing?"

The others were also incredulous, and the steward was full of assurances.

"Back to the saint, back to the prince, this matter is true, open the door and go out to take a look, if it is fake, move the villain's head!"

"Okay! Let's take a look!"

Both the emperor and the guests couldn't wait to stand up.

"Your Majesty, put it on!"

The empress took the emperor's coat from the hands of her subordinates, and the latter hurriedly put it on and went straight to the door of the banquet hall, and the others naturally did not dare to walk in front of the emperor.

The royal servants carried lanterns in front of them, and the guests followed behind, and in seven or eight breaths, they had already entered the atrium garden.

As far as the eye can see, I saw that the ice and snow in the atrium were melting and green, and there were even red flowers blooming and secretly wafting.

"There really is such a thing, there is such a thing!"

The emperor muttered excitedly in amazement, and the other guests couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts.

"Holy Lord, this is auspicious from heaven!" "It is an auspicious image!"

"Today's banquet is really not in vain!"

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness King Jin!"

"God bless me Dazhen!"

......

In the compliment, the emperor seemed to think of something, looked around and suddenly shouted.

"I am the Emperor of Dazhen Yuande, if there is a god here, I hope to show up, and the widow will build a temple for you and give you eternal incense in the world!"

Ji Yuan and Lao Long, who were almost close to Emperor Yuande, were also stunned when they heard it, the latter looked at Ji Yuan with a smile, and the former shook his head helplessly.

"Walk away, there's nothing to see here. ”

Ji Yuan said this, walked to Yin Zhaoxian, who also came out of the crowd, and with a flick of his fingers, a small remnant of clear qi poured into his forehead, and his person was full of righteousness.

Yin Zhaoxian was also shocked by the changes in the garden, as if he had been watered by a clear spring in vain, but it was not cold, and his whole popularity was refreshing.

Under Haoran's righteous agitation, his eyes blurred, and he vaguely saw that the two of them were going away, and their backs were a little familiar.

When I looked at it again, the blur was gone, and there was still a palace in front of me, and there was no back.

"Is it Mr. Ji?"

Li Mushu, who was close, heard the murmuring sound, and looked sideways at Yin Zhaoxian, only to feel that his person was clear and dignified.

As for the emperor's continuous chanting, naturally no gods responded.