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

Many ministers looked in the direction of his finger, and a large tripod came into their sight.

The tripod is about ten feet tall, has four legs and two ears, and its belly is rectangular. It is all made of bronze and formed as a whole.

In the center of the tripod is carved a five-clawed golden dragon, symbolizing imperial power, which occupies two-thirds of the area.

Surrounding it on the left and right are various ancient strange beasts, such as Taotie and Jiaozi, which are lifelike.

Just by standing there, the Great Yuan Ding exudes a majestic and solemn aura that comes towards you.

The production process of the Great Yuan Ding was extremely complicated. It involved the gathering of skilled craftsmen from all seventy-nine states and took a year to complete. Needless to say, there were many hardships involved.

It is now a well-known fact in the court that the Yuan Dynasty is on the rise, but they only know a general idea.

But no one knows what this Great Yuan Ding is used for.

Seeing that the ministers were confused, Tang Zheng laughed and said.

"This Great Yuan Ding is a crucial step in gathering luck. I brought you here today to open your eyes."

As soon as Tang Zheng finished speaking, Ding Xisheng took over his words and talked incessantly about the role and importance of the Great Yuan Ding.

It was obviously the first time that the ministers had heard of such a thing, and they all showed surprised expressions after hearing it.

After all, the creation of a dynasty of fortune is something that only happens once in a thousand years, and it has never happened on this land from ancient times to the present.

After Ding Xisheng finished speaking, the Minister of Personnel stepped forward and asked excitedly, "Your Majesty, when will this great destiny be able to condense and complete?"

They also knew from Ding Xisheng's words that as long as the luck was condensed to the peak, they would be able to use the Great Yuan Ding to become a dynasty of luck in one fell swoop.

At that time, they and their group will be the first group of witnesses, and they can't help but be excited.

The excited expressions of the crowd were the same as Tang Zheng expected, and he immediately laughed and said, "According to the report from Supervisor Yu, this matter may still take some time, at least three to five years, at most a decade, everything depends on God's will."

When these words were spoken, some were happy and some were sad.

Those who were happy were some officials in their prime.

They are only in their thirties now. Even if they wait for twelve years, they will only be sixty years old at most. It is entirely possible that they can witness the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty with their own eyes.

What worries me most are some old ministers who are already in their seventies.

In this era, living to the age of seventy is considered advanced age. If one does not know this, it would not be a regret to retire to one's hometown and spend the rest of one's life enjoying the company of grandchildren.

But now that I know that the dynasty of destiny will only last for a dozen years at most, I can't help but feel sad because I may not live to see such a historical event.

At this time, a minister said with a worried look on his face: "By then, when our Great Yuan gathers the destiny to become an imperial dynasty, I am afraid that countless surrounding dynasties will join hands to obstruct and destroy it. By then, we will be surrounded by enemies!"

Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement, with worried looks on their faces.

Although the territory and national strength of the Yuan Dynasty are now thriving.

But if you want to compete with a powerful dynasty like Dongyun, it would be difficult to do so without hundreds of years of accumulation.

By then, the fate of the Yuan Dynasty will be known to all dynasties in the world, and the enemies they face will probably be more terrifying than the million-strong army of the Seven Dynasties Alliance back then.

Upon hearing this, Tang Zheng glanced at the ministers and spoke in a deep tone.

"Don't worry, my dear ministers. They will not take action until the luck is condensed and formed."

Hearing this, all the ministers showed puzzled expressions.

What does the emperor mean by this?

Could it be that powerful dynasties like Dongyun in the surrounding areas would sit idly by and allow the Yuan Dynasty to gather its luck and become an empire?

If they are not united, once the Yuan Dynasty is established, their final fate will be to be annexed.

Tang Zheng smiled slightly and said nothing.

Because he knew that the dynasties would never join hands, but each had their own ulterior motives.

In Tang Zheng's opinion, the biggest possibility is that when the Yuan Dynasty is at a critical moment of gathering its luck, the surrounding dynasties will launch looting.

Even if they cannot get it, they will never let other dynasties succeed and will definitely destroy them.

Although I know that once the luck that has been gathered is destroyed, it will take many years for it to appear again.

But it is better than watching him rise and swallow up his imperial power.

Fuzhenguan.

patio.

Yan Xiu stood on the edge of the cliff, his spiritual sense covering the entire capital city, so he naturally heard the conversation between Tang Zheng and others.

He was also curious about the Qiyun Dynasty and was looking forward to what changes would happen after the Yuan Dynasty came to power.

As for what the ministers are worried about?

No matter how many of you come, in the end you will all become stepping stones for the Yuan Dynasty to become an imperial dynasty.

As long as Yan Xiu is here, no one can stop or destroy the destiny of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

Just as he was daydreaming, his gaze suddenly turned and fell towards the Taoist temple.

Where his eyes fell were two figures, one tall and one short, who looked like a father and son.

The father was wearing coarse linen clothes, and the son had his eyes closed and was holding a thin bamboo pole. He was a blind man.

I saw the two of them walk into the main hall and kneel down. My father lit three incense sticks with a pious look on his face, put his hands together in front of his forehead, and his lips moved slightly, mumbling something.

But from the current situation, we can probably guess that he is praying for the Taoist master to bless his son to be safe and sound.

After burning incense, the father got up with difficulty and was about to leave taking his son with him.

Just as he walked into the courtyard, a breeze suddenly blew towards him, making him feel refreshed.

The next moment, everyone saw a flash before their eyes, and a tall figure appeared in front of the pilgrims.

Yan Xiu smiled as he looked at his son, a man who was tapping the ground with a bamboo pole.

At this time, someone recognized Yan Xiu, and there was an uncontrollable surprise in his tone.

"Dao Zun, it's Dao Zun!"

"The Taoist Master is indeed an immortal who has descended to the earth, and he is so handsome!"

"Ah - is this the Taoist Master? He is so handsome!"

A beautiful woman in her twenties said in surprise.

They just glanced at Yan Xiu's handsome face that looked like an immortal, and their cheeks turned red instantly, and they hurriedly covered their faces with handkerchiefs.

The man finally reacted then, and hurriedly knelt down with tears in his eyes and shock in his heart.

Could it be that the Taoist Master really heard my prayers?

"Ah wow wow."

The man knelt down at Yan Xiu's feet, mumbling something inaudible.

At this time, some believers recognized the man and spoke with full sympathy.

"This man is Liu the Mute from Liunan Village outside the city. His wife died during childbirth, and the baby was born even more miserable, blind and mute.

After a long time, he even became deaf. I consulted many doctors but they all said it was a terminal illness. I really don’t know how he managed to survive all these years.”

The crowd all showed sympathy when they heard this.

Just when everyone thought that the Taoist Master showed up to save them, Yan Xiu disappeared along with Liu Yaba and his son.

In the courtyard.

Before Liu Mamba could react to what was happening, he felt a flash before his eyes and found himself in another place. He was extremely shocked.

He climbed up tremblingly, staring at the Taoist's back in a daze.