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The story of the emperor beheading immortals and looking for immortals all over the city quickly spread by word of mouth. Even ordinary people know that since the immortals have been beheaded by the emperor in anger, most of them will not went back.

This matter was handed over to Yanchang by Emperor Yuande, who just told the officers and officials the details of the old beggars, and asked them to go to the places where there are many beggars in various cities to see more.

Even when the officials went to ask questions, Yan Chang also asked everyone to be friendly and not vicious, let alone put up pictures of beggars everywhere. Come.

Until that night, I got a lot of news. Some people heard that the old beggar appeared on the street, and also heard that he appeared in a certain teahouse. Some people even "found" the old beggar. It's just an ordinary old beggar, and he will give away a generation of rice.

After finishing the day's affairs, all the princes and ministers began to walk towards the palace, because the longevity feast was about to begin.

Although Emperor Yuande was only greatly stimulated in the morning, at night, he changed back to the majestic and ruthless Nine-Five Lord, as if the frustrations of the day were not reflected in him at all.

Before the start of the dinner, Yan Chang was secretly summoned to the imperial study for questioning. He didn't ask about the process, only the result, so that Yan Chang, who was ready to talk, couldn't say the second sentence, and could only answer "no results".

Fortunately, this time, he was not convicted of angering. Emperor Yuande actually knew something in his heart, so he could only encourage Yanchang a few words before going to the banquet with him, which made Taichang, who had been worried all the time, flattered.

The whole Wanshou Festival banquet was still very grand, and because it was the 70th birthday, the scale was larger than in previous years.

Even the emperor directly conferred the title of "Heavenly Master" at the banquet, and the remaining fourteen Masters were all awarded the title of "Heavenly Master" and rewarded with a thousand taels of gold.

That's right, there are indeed fourteen people left. A monk said before the banquet that he was not accustomed to the environment and that he could not afford to be sick in the inn.

Yan Chang also went to the imperial doctor for a visit, and it was diagnosed that he had vomiting and diarrhea, and his body was very weak.

Emperor Yuande himself did not give much hope to the rest of the people. It is even more impossible for a person who was sick to death himself to get into his eyes, so he directly eliminated his canonization qualification and saved a thousand gold. .

Of course, most of the remaining fourteen people are only for the title of "Heavenly Master", and they have no intention to serve the old emperor at all.

When they exchanged cups and danced in the hall where the ministers were entertained, a handsome monk with a pale face, who was sick and pale, surreptitiously lifted his quilt in a post house next to the Dharma stage.

Because it was the Longevity Festival, the people in the post house were also given food and wine, and many people were also drinking and eating meat, but the monk's house was pitch-dark.

The monk quietly got off the bed, put on his clothes and cassocks, and then tied the ropes on his shoes, then went to the corner to pick up his meditation staff and put on his bamboo hat.

"Excellent Great Bright Buddha... Let's slip away!"

He tiptoed to the door and opened the door with a "squeak~".

"Ouch...!"

As soon as he opened the door, he saw an old man with a bad face standing outside, and his aura frightened Empress Monk Shangcang more than a zhang away.

"Hum hum... Monk, what are you going to do?"

The monk's face was neither red nor dry, but the top of his bare head under the hat was dripping with fine sweat.

"Excellent Great Bright Buddha... This little monk is about to leave the inn, who is the donor?"

The person outside the inn who was not good-looking was Lao Long Yinghong. Seeing the monk's appearance, he was even more angry.

"You...you don't go to the longevity banquet, you pretended to be ill and slipped away?"

"Uh... Donor, are you from the Dazhen court?"

The monk felt uneasy in his heart. With such a person in the Dazhen court, does the old emperor need to go around to seek immortality?

'Good, Great Bright Buddha, this is ridiculous! ’

"Hehe... me? From the Dazhen court? Hehe..."

The old dragon laughed angrily, stretched out his hand and grabbed the monk, clearly standing at the door, his arms were not extended, and there was no way to absorb it, but the space of the whole house seemed to be compressed, and the monk was unavoidable by sticking to the wall Dodging, the old dragon grabbed the neckline directly.

Then, like an eagle catching a chicken, Lao Long took the monk and stepped out of the inn, and flew away directly into the air.

"Hey, hey... Donor, Immortal Master! There is something to say, something to say! The little monk can't fly!"

The monk in the air didn't dare to swipe his hands and feet randomly, instead he firmly grasped the old dragon's arm, for fear of falling down. If he fell from a height of 100 meters, he would be shattered and half paralyzed.

There was no sign of this calamity before, and it can't be counted in any case. The monk is even less sure when he offended such a person with such cultivation.

Lao Long took the monk to fly in the air for a while, and finally flew over the palace, pointing to the singing and dancing below.

"Where is this?"

The monk felt the high wind in the night and swallowed.

"The Royal Palace."

"Well, I just finished conferring a Celestial Master, do you want to ask for one? Don't worry, I won't kill you if I drop you, and if you show up like this, the old emperor will definitely reward you!"

"Don't, stop it! Xianchang, don't make fun of the little monk. When did the little monk offend you, and you have to give a clear sentence to death, right?"

Seeing the monk's unwillingness, Lao Long also exhaled a breath to calm his emotions.

"If you really don't want to be a teacher, what kind of saints do you show during the Nine Heavens and Ten Meetings? You are full to support? I made a bet with Jiyuan, and I guessed that we would win, but then I thought it should be flat, good, very good. Alright, just now I felt something in the Yinsi of Gyeonggi Prefecture, and when I found out that I lost inexplicably, I couldn't understand it, it turned out that you were a monk who actually pretended to be sick!"

The monk was in a hurry, so he found the opportunity and hurriedly said.

"Xianchang, since you have made a bet with someone, you naturally want to admit defeat. You are cheating now, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

Lao Long was a little depressed in his heart. He grabbed the monk to scare him. If the monk had been calm and calm, he would definitely be very annoyed. Now, seeing his panicked appearance, he was relieved a lot.

He didn't speak anymore, took the monk and flew directly to Gyeonggi Prefecture with the wind, and then escaped into the Yin Si.

The demons who were arrested a few days ago were also detained in the Yin Division. Of course, they were all soul bodies, and most of their real bodies had been digested by Long Jiao.

This is the first time that the monk has truly entered the underworld of Yin Si, a strong yin qi rushed into his body, and he kept saying "Daming King Buddha".

Inside the Yinsi City God Palace, a huge circular mist filled the center of the palace, and a scene appeared in the center of the fog, which was the deepest scene of the Yinsi Prison.

A large group of people were watching in the main hall of the City God. There were a group of cultivators Yuhuai, there were ghosts and gods of Yinsi and the City God of Gyeonggi Prefecture, and there were also some people who were obviously demons in disguise.

"Father, why are you going out all of a sudden, er, shouldn't this monk be in the palace?"

Long Zi Yingfeng didn't open the pot and lift it, but there was nothing to hide. Lao Long was also a dragon who was willing to gamble and admit defeat.

"This monk pretended to be sick and didn't go to the palace, so he didn't get the position of 'Heavenly Master' conferred by the old emperor."

"No, that's okay too?"

The dragon **** the side couldn't help but lose her voice.

"Can this also be lost?"

Then, except for some unknowing people who were inexplicable, a few people who knew about the matter all looked to the side.

Ji Yuan took a look at the monk brought back by the old dragon. The latter was saluting to a group of immortals and ghosts. Since he cultivated Buddha, let alone such a scene, he has never thought about it, and it feels like standing with King Ming Buddha. Together, as a group.

"The little monk just came to participate in the land and water dharma meeting. Now that the dharma meeting is over, I am going to leave the capital. I wonder if it is convenient for me?"

Ji Yuan looked at the monk's nervous appearance, smiled at him and said.

"Master, don't you think that Mr. Ying was really just angry, so he arrested you in the underworld?"

Is not it?

"Uh... The old gentleman has an extraordinary bearing~www.NovelMTL.com~ Naturally not..."

The monk was surprised, but what he said was still very realistic.

"Master, please see!"

Ji Yuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the scene in the mist in the Palace of the City God. Although there was no sound, the scene was full of horrific images of evil spirits being punished by criminal law. The roar of pain was shown through those hideous and terrifying expressions.

"These are the demons who have mixed in with Dazhen. Among them, there are naturally many people who fish in troubled waters, but some are unusual. Although they can't bear the pain of prison and explain some things, they themselves know very little. "

Lao Long also snorted coldly.

"I have an image of turmoil in Dongtu Yunzhou. You are a monk from Daliang Temple in the north of Tingliang. You came to Dazhen. How many years have you not returned?"

The monk frowned and returned after thinking.

"The little monk is now forty-two, so it should be seventeen years."

Although he knew that the hall was full of old monsters who didn't know how old they were, the monk's handsome face was too "not middle-aged", so Ji Yuan gave him a subconscious look.

"Well, then you should go back and have a look. Although we don't know the more involvement behind these evil spirits, quite a few of them come from Tianbao Kingdom, which borders the northern border of Tingliang Kingdom."

"Tianbao goes to the country!? How could it be?"

"Hehe, why are there so many demons?"

Hearing Laolong's words, the monk nodded subconsciously. Tianbao Kingdom is known as "Shangguo" among the population in the northern border of Tingliang Kingdom. Naturally, it will not be much worse, but there are so many demons that have become climates Come here, there must be something wrong.