I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Cliff edge.

Yan Zheng was sitting cross-legged and practicing the Purple Mansion Immortal Scripture.

Now that the fifth level is almost complete, it's time to prepare for the sixth level.

At the same time, he was a little worried. The fifth level of thunder tribulation was already a bit strenuous for him, so the power of heaven on the sixth level would definitely increase rather than decrease.

Yan Xiu thought about it and touched his robe.

Although Tianyi said that he could share some of the power of the thunder tribulation for him, he had never tried it and did not know to what extent it could do so.

But he placed more hope on the golden body of merit.

As he explored deeper over the years, he also understood some of the uses of the Golden Body of Merit. Among them, what he valued most was that the golden body could reduce the power of heavenly thunder during tribulation.

Just as he was pondering in his mind, the voice of Taoist Mingxu came to his ears.

"Yan Xiu, a distinguished guest is here to visit."

Upon hearing the sound, Yan Xiu slowly stopped practicing, stood up, and turned to look.

I saw a woman about 28 or 29 years old, wearing a phoenix robe, with trimmed eyebrows and a straight nose, and exuding a graceful and elegant temperament, walking slowly towards me, surrounded by many maids and eunuchs.

The woman's steps showed a dignified and noble demeanor, and one could tell at a glance that she was of noble status.

When she was about ten feet away from Yan Xiu, the woman stopped and gave him a kind smile.

Taoist Mingxu came over and whispered, "This is the Queen."

Yan Xiu suddenly realized.

If it was an ordinary person, Taoist Mingxu would definitely stop him, but the person present today was the Empress, who was second only to the emperor and above everyone else, so he naturally did not dare to stop him.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiu looked at the queen carefully.

Tang Zheng did not have three thousand beauties in his harem like other kings. Instead, he only had one wife, the Queen, and no other concubines.

The queen's name was Wu Qian. She and Tang Zheng were deeply in love. Even when Prince Yi was imprisoned by Tang Yao, she still stayed with him.

After understanding the general situation, Yan Xiu walked over with a smile on his face, bowed and said.

"I didn't know the Queen was coming. I'm sorry for not coming to greet her."

In front of outsiders, he still had to give the royal family some face.

Wu Qian was flattered and said hurriedly, "Master, there is no need to do this."

Prince Yi told her everything that happened in the capital that night.

Although she was a woman, Wu Qian knew very well in her heart that if it were not for the incredibly handsome young Taoist priest in front of her, she and Prince Yi would have probably become a pair of innocent souls killed by the sword and went to hell together.

Although he was not a martial artist, he knew from Tang Zheng's words that Yan Xiu's cultivation level was unfathomable, and even the senior known as the Pillar of the Great Yuan Dynasty was not his opponent.

Wu Qian knew very well that if she could establish a good relationship with Yan Xiu and tie him to the same carriage with the royal family, the Yuan Dynasty would have no worries from then on.

The three of them walked into the courtyard and sat down under the wooden planks.

Yan Xiu personally made tea, and his technique was so smooth that the empress was dazzled.

"I wonder what business the Queen has come to visit Fuzhen Temple for?"

Wu Qian took a sip of tea, put down the cup and said with a smile: "I heard the emperor often mentioned you, Taoist priest. After all, hearing about you is not as good as meeting you in person, so I came to visit you today."

She did not call herself "this concubine" in front of Yan Xiu, which was seen as a lowering of her status in the eyes of others, but in fact it was also to narrow the distance between them.

Wu Qian also understood that if she continued to act like the queen in the palace in front of the person in front of her, she would be asking for trouble.

After listening to this, Yan Xiu smiled and said, "I am so lucky to have the emperor and the empress care about me. But I am so obsessed with Taoism that I have not visited the palace for such a long time since I came to the capital. I am really ashamed."

Ever since landing on Dayuan Mountain, Yan Xiu has stayed on the mountain without moving, let alone going into the imperial city to see Tang Zheng.

However, during the renovation and expansion of Fuzhen Temple, Tang Zheng would come to the construction site in person after retiring from court every day to urge the craftsmen to speed up.

When Wu Qian heard this, she thought Yan Xiu had misunderstood and mistakenly believed that he was coming to blame him for not coming to see the emperor, so she hurriedly spoke.

"No, you misunderstood my meaning. I came here more to thank you in person."

Not to mention her, I'm afraid no one in the entire Yuan Dynasty dares to challenge this immortal who can move mountains.

Wu Qian held the cup in her hand and explained the purpose of her visit.

“Although His Majesty is very busy, he always cares about Fuzhen Temple.

Nowadays, Fuzhen Temple is not only a national religion, but you, Taoist priest, have such accomplishments, so the emperor plans to bestow upon you the title of Taoist Master.

This not only represents the leader of the martial arts sects, but also represents the Daoist master of the Yuan Dynasty. He can enjoy incense for all eternity, and even future emperors cannot dethrone the status of Fuzhen Temple. "

After finishing what Tang Zheng had instructed her to do, Wu Qian took another sip of tea.

When this matter was first raised in the court, it received unanimous agreement from all ministers, including the six ministers.

After all, the fact that Yan Xiu moved the Dayuan Mountain from Daming Prefecture hundreds of miles away had made them believe from the bottom of their hearts that he was a god, and it would not be an exaggeration even to give him the title of Immortal Lord.

Some people even feel that it is inappropriate.

Although the emperor is the supreme ruler, he is still just a mortal after all. Is it an usurpation of power to confer a title on an immortal?

If an ordinary person could receive such a great honor, he would have already knelt on the ground and kowtowed to express his gratitude.

But Yan Xiu just smiled and said, "Then I would like to thank the emperor."

Yan Xiu didn't say much, this was indeed what he needed.

This is part of the plan.

When Wu Qian saw that he readily agreed, she felt very happy.

In this way, the Yuan Dynasty was also tied to this Taoist immortal.

After finishing talking about the title bestowal, Wu Qian chatted with Yan Xiu for a few more words and then prepared to get up and return to the palace.

Before stepping out of the courtyard, she suddenly paused, turned around and asked, "I wonder if the chief is married?"

After hearing such straightforward words, Yan Xiu froze in place.

Taoist Master Mingxu, who was standing by, stroked his beard with a smile on his face, revealing the smile of an old father.

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The next day.

The emperor drafted an edict to announce to the world, bestowing the title of Taoist Master Yan Xiu on the abbot of Fuzhen Temple on Dayuan Mountain, and allowing him to enjoy the incense of all people. Seeing the Taoist Master was like seeing the emperor, and one had to kneel and kowtow. Fuzhen Temple was also named a holy place of martial arts.

Letters of notice came out from the capital like snowflakes, flying to various cities in the fifteen states of the Yuan Dynasty.

As soon as the news came out, it was as if an earthquake had occurred in the martial arts world, shaking all the sects.

From ancient times to the present, the royal family has always been very wary of people in the martial arts world breaking the law with force, so they will suppress them as much as possible to keep them within a controllable range.

But no one would have thought that one day a martial arts sect would be personally conferred a title by the emperor and become an officially certified martial arts holy land.

After hearing the news, the disciples of Fuzhen Temple were extremely excited, and the Taoist temple became crowded with guests.

All the dignitaries in the capital rushed to give gifts, fearing that they would fall behind others.

Those princes and nobles who had established good relations with Fuzhen Temple in advance clapped their hands and laughed, feeling grateful for their foresight.