Peach Blossom Song + Fanwai

At this moment, this love seems to be different.She still thinks the princess is good-looking, but she likes to look at her not only because she is good-looking.Her heart sprouted, as if something was about to break through the ground.

The King of Han bowed his head, and carefully touched the hand of the princess hanging by his side. The princess noticed it and turned to look at her. The King of Han pursed his lips, inexplicably nervous.The concubine took her hand, the palm was soft and delicate, slightly cool, the king of Han immediately felt satisfied, bent his lips and smiled, not far ahead was the study, the king of Han took the hand of the concubine and shook it: A Yao, let's go nap.

also good.The princess agreed.

There is only one soft couch in the study room, which was used to take a nap when I was tired from reading. Two people lay on it, so it was crowded.Fortunately, the king of Han was small and thin, and the princess was also slender, so when she lay down, it was just right.

In the afternoon, the sun was warm and warm, so there was no brazier in the study, only a burner of tranquilizing incense was lit, which wafted in the study, making people feel peaceful.

As soon as the King of Han lay down, he slipped into the arms of the princess. The princess embraced her, gently patted her body through the thick and soft blanket, and coaxed her to sleep.But King Han couldn't sleep, she opened her eyes, the pupils were black and bright, like gems.Seeing that she was not sleeping, the princess did not force her, but only tucked the corner of the blanket for her to prevent her from catching cold.

The door of the study room was closed, and a few maidservants stood guard outside the door.If they don't make a sound, no one will bother them.The room was quiet, only the shallow breathing of the two of them.The princess had already closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

The King of Han didn't bother her, and didn't move around, just looked at her from time to time, and was very satisfied.After watching for an unknown period of time, the drowsiness struck silently, and the king of Han also fell asleep without knowing it.

At this time, the Xuantian Temple in the suburbs of Beijing was surrounded by fireworks and singing rituals and music.

Jukong disappeared that day and never reappeared, it's not that he forgot the kingly aura of the King of Han, it's just that something happened in the observation, which made it hard for him to separate himself.

Xuantian Temple has been built for thousands of years, and it has long been a famous Taoist temple in the world.For thousands of years, Guanzhong preached the scriptures and preached, and recruited many believers. He even served as an official in the court and was a guest of the emperor.

Only that grand occasion is already a matter of the previous dynasty.

Emperor Zhi of the former dynasty loved Taoism and was obsessed with alchemy in order to obtain Taoism and become immortal.In fact, the emperor possesses supreme power and enjoys all the wealth and honor in the world. Among all the people in the world, he is the least likely to ascend to the Tao.Many old Taoists with profound Taoism in Xuantian Temple are clear about this matter, but if Taoism is to spread to the world, the court's help is indispensable.At that time, the master of Xuantian Temple happily entered the palace to make alchemy for Emperor Zhi.Because of this, Xuantian Temple is highly respected by the world and has become the number one temple in the world.

It's a pity that not long after the death of Emperor Zhi, the world was in chaos. People lived in troubled times, and they put more hope in the two ways of gods and Buddhas. Many temples came into being, and the situation of Taoism was not as good as before.

Until the establishment of the Great Wei Dynasty, Xuantian Guan also wanted to repeat the old tricks and offered profound Taoism to Emperor Gao. However, although Emperor Gao accepted it, he put the Taoism on the shelf and ignored it, obviously he did not believe in this Tao.

With this precedent, Xuantian Temple didn't dare to make too much publicity. After more than ten years, it actually became sluggish, showing a state of decline. It only relied on the reputation accumulated over a thousand years, and it was evenly divided with the White Horse Temple in the city.

However, there has been such a state of prosperity that is well-known all over the world, how can Taoists in Guanzhong be willing to be lonely? For more than ten years, they have been constantly seeking the method of revival.

This morning, the old temple master drove the crane fairy, and the eldest disciple took over the position of the temple master in the sky, and all the Taoists were bowing to the new temple master.

Jukong stood in front of the main hall, in front of him was the temple, hundreds of Taoists, and behind him was the hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Sanqing.The main hall has been battered by thousands of years of wind and rain, and the vicissitudes of life are mottled. Although it is repaired every year, it still cannot hide the oldness of the years.

The rising sun is in the sky, a rare sunny day in winter, Ju Kong raised his head, looked at the boundless sky, and felt heroic in his heart.

He is different from the masters of the past dynasties, and also different from most of the Taoists in the temple. What he cares most about is not how the Xuantian Temple flourishes.People outside the party should not be sentimentally attached to fame and fame in the world of mortals.Cultivating the Tao is the heart and the law, and one should take it as one's duty to subdue demons, accumulate merits, and one day cultivate the mortal body into an immortal body.

It's just that 3000 years ago, after the Great War of the Demon Dao, the remaining demons were hard to find.It takes a lot of effort to get rid of demons and accumulate merit.

The wind is born on the ground, starting from the end of the green apple.

Jukong lightly stroked his long beard under his chin, and moved lightly in his blue Taoist robe.

The succession of a temple master outside Beijing is a trivial matter for the princes in Beijing.

Among the people in Beijing, there are believers and Buddhists.For people in the world, Buddhas and Taos are external things to place their hopes on. When they pass by, they burn a stick of incense.Either go to Xuantian Temple, or enter the White Horse Temple, you can do whatever you want.

Two days later, Ju Kong came into the city again, he seemed to have no purpose, just walking around in the neighborhood.Next to Suzaku Street, you can see Miyagi when you look up.

Ju Kong stopped beside a willow tree, looked up, and saw the royal aura above the palace city, without any signs of decay.

Wang Qi is connected with the fortune of the country.The fortune of the Great Wei Dynasty was prosperous, and there was a sign of a prosperous age. The royal aura in the palace has been strong since then, and it will only flourish.

In comparison, the royal aura on that young master's body was much weaker, only a few bluish halos, faintly lingering, as if they would dissipate at any moment.

Jukong stared slightly, turned and left.