Mortal Mage

"Your Majesty, the reform and opening up will inevitably cause unrest in the government, not to mention that we are about to start a war with Tianze..."

Li Xucheng fell to his knees.

"Master Li, you can leave now."

Li Si pursed his lips and looked up at a eunuch and a captain of the Feathered Guard standing outside the study.

"His Majesty!"

Li Xucheng was about to continue speaking when the captain of Lingyu Guard and two centurions entered the study.

"Your Majesty, the reform and opening up is unsubstantiated and is nothing more than a fantasy, absurd and bizarre, an axe to destroy one's nature!"

"Drive him out, twenty rounds!"

Li Si stood up, holding his throat with one hand and his waist with the other. At the same time, a young eunuch walked quickly to Li Si's side and helped him massage his waist.

"Your Majesty! The fact of reform and opening up is absurd! If we force this matter through, it will surely become a laughing stock for all eternity! Your Majesty!" Li Xucheng was dragged out of the study, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

After a long time.

"Your Majesty, I also think that reform and opening up is a fantasy."

Li Jing took a step forward and spoke to Li Si in a delicate voice.

Li Si held the young eunuch with one hand and took off his shoes with the other. Seeing this, Li Jing rubbed his thigh and took two steps back.

Li Si covered his waist with one hand and took three steps to Li Jing. Then, "Pa! Pa! Pa!" three sudden slaps hit Li Jing's thigh. Li Jing's delicate face twitched and waves of burning pain came from his thigh; "Father..."

"roll!"

Li Si shouted a word hysterically in a hoarse voice, and Li Jing fled from the study in panic.

Li Si put on his shoes, straightened his clothes, waved his hand to signal the young eunuch to leave, then he took a book from the bookshelf behind him and threw it in front of Zhang Mingxuan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Take it home and have a look at it, and remember to return it to me."

Li Si said in a pinched voice.

The words on the cover of the book read "Chronicles of the Court of the Emperor Huang Dynasty".

"Master Wang, you go tell him."

Li Si sat back on the dragon couch in front of the desk and looked at Zhang Mingxuan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Yes."

"Master Zhang, I'll make it short."

Wang Mingde, holding the snake-head crutch, said to Zhang Mingxuan, Li Si raised his hand and motioned Zhang Mingxuan to stand up.

"The imperial court has lost its spiritual veins. It has little impact on ordinary people, but it has a great impact on important officials in the palace."

"Because we are all monks."

Wang Mingde glanced at Li Si and nodded slightly.

Zhang Mingxuan stood up and stood aside, listening attentively.

"First, these important officials rely on the spiritual stones distributed by Your Majesty to obey Your Majesty's orders."

"Secondly, Your Majesty also needs to rely on spirit stones to go to the upper realm."

"Third, the country is actually in a precarious situation right now, with crises lurking everywhere."

"Your Majesty will need another ten years to break through and reach the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Stage, and fly to the upper realm."

"Since the common people do not have spiritual roots, your majesty has used the Feathered Guards to block the news for the past hundred years. As a result, the people believe that cultivating immortals is just a myth."

"However, in fact, it has long been recorded in the secret history of the court of the former Emperor Huang Dynasty that people without spiritual roots can gradually grow mixed spiritual roots through long-term practice of breathing techniques."

"This news has always been a secret, but in recent months, it has been circulated more and more frequently among the people, and the Feather Guards are already unable to cope with it."

"So His Majesty wants you and me to lead the reform and opening up."

"The first purpose is to confuse the important officials in the court, the second is to divert the people's attention, and the third is to purge the local officials."

Wang Mingde glanced at Li Si, who was tapping the table lightly.

"Save the people from danger."

Wang Mingde's eyes seemed to penetrate Zhang Mingxuan; "If it can buy time for your majesty to practice, it would be great!" After saying that, he gently tapped the snake-head cane in his hand.