Lanke Chess Edge

When I saw the bright moon in the pot just now with the moon cake in my hand, it might have been a rare moment of glory since Emperor Yuande began to seek immortals in his later years.

Even on the night of the 30th anniversary of the old and the new year, when I saw auspiciousness descending from the sky, I could only see the flowers blooming in the garden, which was quite impressive, but the moon cakes could be seen, touched, and eaten.

The moment the moon cake melted into the water, there was even a momentary blankness in Emperor Yuande's heart.

"This... widowed... this... how is this good? How is this good..."

The old emperor felt a sense of confusion in front of the rare group of ministers at this moment. Looking at the water basin, there was no turbidity at all, not even a trace of moon cake residue.

He had a feeling that as soon as the moon cake was put into the water, it really disappeared.

Emperor Yuande looked at the old **** not far away.

"Didn't the widow get caught?"

Seeing the emperor looking at him, the old **** on one side felt horrified and whispered, "I don't know, I don't know..."

"I didn't catch... I didn't catch..."

Emperor Yuande looked at his right hand that was still trembling slightly, and then suddenly looked at Tai Chang Shi in the hall when he regained his senses.

Yan Chang, who was also in a daze at first, suddenly realized that it was as if ice water poured over his body and chills, for fear that the emperor would anger him.

"Yan Aiqing, do you only have moon cakes?"

How dare he tell the truth, even if he tells the truth, he won't be able to change another moon cake, so he can only kneel and kowtow in a hurry.

"Your Majesty! This is a gift from the immortals. It is rare in the world to have such a share. How can Wei Chen keep the surplus and how dare he keep it!"

Seeing that Tai Chang's words were sincere enough, and he had indeed offered the moon cake presented by the immortal just now. In all fairness, if they lived in different places, not many people would be able to offer this moon cake.

Looking at the officials in the court, all of them were silent, not even those who were usually admonishing against the dharma assembly. Emperor Yuande glanced around and finally returned to Yanchang.

Seeing the other party kneeling on the ground as if he had made a big mistake, Emperor Yuan De's sullen anger had nowhere to escape, and it took a long time to suppress his irritability.

"Yan Aiqing, get up, it's true that you present the moon cakes given by the immortals, reward one hundred taels of gold, and give a copy of the imperial calligraphy and painting scroll. Regarding the water and land dharma meeting, Yan Aiqing and all the Aiqings from the Ministry of Rites have to work harder. …”

"Follow the purpose!" "Follow the order!"

Yan Chang got up and took orders with several ministers of the Ministry of Rites next to him. He also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It doesn't matter whether he is rewarded or not, and he is the greatest fortune if he is not convicted.

"Go back."

After saying this, Emperor Yuande stood up, and the old **** said loudly.

"Retreat~~~ Dawn~~~"

When the old **** wanted to hurry up to keep up with the emperor's departure, before seeing the latter squinting at himself and the dragon chair, he immediately understood, and pointed at the copper basin at the two little eunuchs beside him.

"Pick it up and take it with you, don't spill a drop!"

"Yes!"

The two little eunuchs stepped forward, lifted the copper basin, and drove away carefully.

Some of the courtiers in the hall looked at each other in dismay, some were curious, some came over to greet Yanchang, and some of the counselors looked at Yanchang coldly and then left.

. . .

On August 20th, a new round of Guiding Lists in the prefectures of Dazhen had been announced, but in Gyeonggi Prefecture, the most grand event was of course the 70th birthday of Emperor Yuande, which was also the beginning of the mighty Water and Land Dharma Conference.

Before this day, the Yuhuai Mountain cultivator Yufeng or Riding the Clouds had already come to Gyeonggi Prefecture, and now it is rare that there are at least 20 or 30 true immortal cultivators present in the periphery of the capital.

It's just that everyone knew the process of the Fa conference in advance, and they wouldn't show up in the past few days.

In the early morning of this day, many leisurely people and some people who gathered in the capital from all over Dazhen just to watch the fun all rushed towards the east of the city.

The huge dharma platform is very eye-catching, and it is taller than many buildings in the city of Gyeonggi Prefecture, and in the open space of the Chengdong Dharma Conference venue, there are not many buildings that can compete with the main dharma platform.

Ji Yuan, like many good deeds, rushed to the east of the city with the flow of people, and when he arrived at the place, the front was already crowded.

"Hey, hey, don't squeeze!" "Where is the emperor? Did he go to the stage?"

"I don't know. The Imperial Army is separated there. Maybe they haven't gone up yet?"

"Oh, the dharma platform is too high, you can't see what's going on above it!"

"Yeah, I can only see the appearance of those mages coming to power for a while."

"What's the point of this?" "It's okay, Jiutian, those sub-stages are not high."

"Hey, stop arguing, look over there, are the mages here?"

"There are so many weird faces, definitely!"

……

Ji Yuan swayed to the left and then to the right. In fact, everywhere was chattering, and there was not a single viewing point. On a day like today, it is definitely not suitable to fly into the air, and there is no tower around you to see, but I am inexplicably envious. Those "competitors".

At this moment, the three-zhang high platform was blocked by a large number of forbidden troops armed with spears and halberds, so that the people could not approach within twenty feet of the Dharma platform, and the mages who had gathered from all over Dazhen were coming from all directions.

Emperor Yuande's imperial edict said that there are no restrictions on monks, Taoists, Confucianism, and vulgarity, as long as they are experts, they can come here, so there are really many people, and there are all kinds of people.

Some are monks, some are Taoists, some have strange clothes and hair colors, and there are not a few people who look like dwarfs or burly like giants.

At this moment, when the people saw this group of "Master Masters", their emotions immediately became excited, but there was not much awe.

"Look at you, look at the one over there, his face is painted the same as the opera singer. He is also a mage?"

"What is this, look at the one on the west side, with so many iron rings on his face, and that one, his hair looks like a bunch of knives..."

"Over there! That mage has the truth!"

"Oh, it's really, really tall, with such a big snake wrapped around him!"

……

While the people were discussing, the officials of the Sitianjian and the officials of the Ministry of Rites on the high platform were also checking on the various mages below.

Yan Chang looked at these strange people and couldn't help rubbing his forehead. He felt a lot better until he saw one old and one young beggar in one of the teams.

After all the mages stood still, Yan Chang and some colleagues nodded to each other, and then gave the next step instructions to the guards.

The officials slowly retreated to the corresponding positions on the high platform, and many guards with high martial arts stood on the edge of the high platform.

"Please come to the stage for all kinds of mages~~~"

A group of guards performed roaring skills, and the sound waves rolled to the four directions. Some of the many mages below were even shocked by the "buzzing" in their ears, either arrogant or slightly uneasy, and everyone walked towards the stage one after another. go.

Emperor Yuande, who was sitting in the center above the Dharma platform, couldn't help but stand up and looked at the various mages coming up from the other three directions, and the rest of the ministers also got up with him.

"Yan Aiqing, do you think the immortals who danced swords under the moon would be here?"

"Uh, this... Wei Chen really doesn't know!"

Facing the emperor's question, Yan Chang didn't dare to say anything at all. The emperor didn't really think he could get the answer in his mouth, but only relieved the tension caused by some anticipation.

When all these "mages" came up, Emperor Yuande's expression suddenly dropped from full of anticipation, and the person also sat back to his seat.

After a long period of time, Yan Chang and officials of the Ministry of Rites read out some matters of the Waterway Dharma Conference, which was inevitably a bit lengthy, and many "Masters" were drowsy.

"If there is someone who is disrespectful to the ceremonial clergy and makes up for it, he will be executed!"

The two big inner guards with deep internal skills stood up and recounted.

"If there is someone who is disrespectful to the ceremonial rites, and who is indiscriminately charged, he will be executed~~~~!"

Suddenly, many "mages" woke up.

Yan Chang held the edict with a yellow background and read it aloud.

"He Dazhen is forever in the mountains, and His Majesty is forever!"

The surrounding imperial guards and guards roared in unison, and all the courtiers and royal relatives also roared in unison.

"He Dazhen is forever in the mountains, and His Majesty is forever!"

Those mages in the field felt the eyes of many guards like lightning, and recalled the etiquette part they were told before, and they also shouted together.

"He Dazhen is forever in the mountains, and His Majesty is forever!"

……

The sound on the platform was roaring, and the banned troops below the platform also shouted together, making the surrounding area of ​​the platform shrouded in a strong and solemn atmosphere, and even many ordinary people couldn't help shouting along.

Ji Yuan's figure was in the outer position, with his hands on his back, he looked up at the sky above the Dharma platform, and it was naturally humane.

'This Dazhen still has a lot of background, even if Emperor Yuande started to faint and fell out, it was far from the time when he was exhausted. ’

In the midst of this noise, there were naked warriors standing in front of the big gong with hammers in the four corners of the Dharma platform, and they slammed the hammers with all their strength.

"When~~~~~~"

The sound of the gong shook the sky, announcing the start of the Land and Water Dharma Conference.

After that, there was a more lengthy stage of "casting and practicing". All the masters crossed their legs or danced on the stage, praying to the heaven for Dazhen and the emperor in their own way, and they could not leave until the end of the day.

The emperor himself and his ministers left the venue one after another~www.NovelMTL.com~ The return to the palace, the return to the palace, anyway, the real need to pay attention to is the remaining eight days of various masters to practice meditation The decided senior.

The emperor also knew that there must be a lot of people who make up their minds, so naturally he wanted to meet someone who really had supernatural powers.

. . .

Among the crowd of mages, the old beggar took the hand of the little beggar, glanced coldly at some special beings among the four or five thousand "mages", and then looked down at the table.

At the moment when the human spirit was in full swing, there were already a series of iron-painted silver hook-like handwritings gradually appearing on the table. Silently, the human spirit was used to hold the Qi of all the "mages" and pull them down to the human spirit. largely obscured his senses.

"Boom..."

I don't know when the sky started to be cloudy, and the thunder flashed in the clouds, but it didn't rain. The oppressive power of the sky made everyone on the stage feel uneasy.

At the heights above the clouds, there are a full eight dragons swimming around. This dark cloud of lightning is not only the supernatural power of dragons, but most of them are pulled by high-level air machines.

The genus of the dragon and jiao in the sky used his eyesight to penetrate the clouds and looked down. On the dharma platform as small as a cake below, an unpredictable copybook was shining brightly.

"Crack...boom..."

An electric light fell from the clouds in the sky and hit the gong directly at the corner of the Dharma platform, causing the surrounding fighters and guards to jump away in a panic, and the "mages" who approached were even more uneasy.

Some of the people who were onlookers around the Fatai saw the lightning and thunder, and they all speeded up their steps to go back to their respective homes. Anyway, they couldn't see anything today.

For some unknown reason, the departure of this commoner has brought more unease to many evil demons and heretics on the Dharma platform.