The days of being favored by paranoid gods

The golden light emanated from the fan bone, no matter who looked at it, they knew it was not extraordinary.

The little black fish also came over, looked at the fan, swam around the fan, and even sniffed it.

Holding the fan, Bai Lingyang muttered to shrink in his heart, and the fan was actually as small as the size of a palm.

The fan fits his mind and changes according to his mind.

He closed his eyes again and poured the silver spiritual power into it.

A warm current gushed out from Bai Lingyang's heart, and ancient magic spells emerged in his mind out of thin air.

The usage of the fan was imprinted in his mind one by one, as if he had used it many years ago.

Bai Lingyang tried to read a few words, then waved his fan again.

In an instant, the calm sea surface was turbulent and the waves burst, and a burst of waves hit the sky towards the sky in the direction of the tip of the fan held by Bai Lingyang!

This majestic formation made Bai Lingyang dumbfounded.

Tiansen said coolly: "It's okay, don't read spells blindly, and then knock out the little fish and shrimp."

Bai Lingyang: ... To be honest, he didn't expect him to be so powerful.

The little black fish looked at it, then suddenly jumped out of the room.

Bai Lingyang looked at it, and before he could say 'where to go', the little black fish disappeared.

Tiansen said: "What is that fish?"

Bai Lingyang: I don't know either. It just pops up occasionally to play with me. Maybe it's some kind of creature in this world?

But over the years, Bai Lingyang has gotten used to Xiao Hei coming and going without a trace.

In the 50 years we have been together, it is not uncommon to not see it for a year or two.

Occasionally, when he opened his eyes in the morning, he could see it wagging its tail nearby.

However, he still waved to Xiaoyu, "Come back soon—" Bai Lingyang's face was more happy, he was 150 years old, he had his own weapon, and the pearl was ready.

Bai Lingyang asked the fan: I have searched the bottom of the sea all these years, but I haven't seen Ze Yuan, do you know where he is?

Tiansen groaned: If not in the sea, then on the shore, what stupid question are you asking?

Bai Lingyang: ...

I don't know why, I haven't seen you for many years, this fan is getting more and more annoying!

In the Moyang Palace, there is some dust accumulated on the ground. Yu Zeyuan, the only prince of Yuyang Kingdom, is lying on the stone slab. After 50 years, he often falls into a deep sleep. Occasionally waking up for a few years is only 50 years. only one-third of that.

His appearance and stature have only reached the age of sixteen or seventeen until now. His black hair is scattered on the stone slab. A little bit of blue light is faintly scattered.

Fifty years is just a short span of time for immortal cultivators and sharks, but for ordinary people in the world, it is a full lifetime.

In these years, since the death of his own empress, the emperor of Yuyang Kingdom has changed greatly.

The emperor didn't have the slightest affection for the prince who was said to be the key to the cause of the queen's death. He just named it at random for the sake of the empress who had already died - Yu Zeyuan.

After that, he never came to Moyang Palace to see the prince again.

The status of the national teacher Huang Suxian in Yangguo is also increasing day by day. The government is basically controlled by the national teacher. The emperor has become a hands-off emperor, and he is listless every day. Who to look for, who to report domestic and foreign affairs.

But no matter how much the emperor tosses, even if there are three thousand beauties in the harem, he will never have a child under his knees.

Not to mention a daughter, she doesn't even have a son.

Huang Suxian originally needed the royal blood to do demon magic, so he was the first to bear the brunt of it, no matter whether he used elixir or fairy art, I don't know that z will have no effect on the emperor at all.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in Moyang Palace wakes up every two years. In the past, there were palace people cleaning Moyang Palace, but now that the emperor has so many new favorites, the cleaning day has gradually changed from twice in the morning and evening to once a month. , and now once a year.

The emperor is over seventy-seven years old, and he is still having fun.

When Prince Yuzeyuan wakes up, he will be called by the Taifu to study, and then fall into a deep sleep when the time comes.

Every time he woke up, the young prince became more and more silent.

The nurse who took care of him in the past died after he fell asleep, and the Taifu who taught him benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust has also changed three times.

Waking up every two years, to him, is tantamount to opening his eyes when the old people he once knew leave, and there is no one around him.

The wind from all around suddenly passed through the entire empty Moyang Palace, rolled up a little bit of ashes, blew the curtains and flew around, the formation finally couldn't hold it, and it split into two with a crackling sound. Halfway through, the blue spirit butterfly fluttered and pulled up the curtain.

The young man who had been lying on the stone formation was wearing the yellow robe of the four-clawed prince, very quiet.

He moved his fingertips slightly, and then his dark and straight eyelashes trembled a few times, and his eyelids were lifted to reveal those black eyes that were as black as splashed ink.

Yu Zeyuan woke up.

Seeing the prince awakened, the old maid who came to clean was taken aback, and hurriedly ordered the little maid, "Hurry up and get Qiongtang!"

The prince wakes up every two years, and his throat will be unbearably dry and hoarse. Qiongtang is specially prepared by the Imperial Hospital for Yu Zeyuan to drink after waking up. It contains spiritual energy and can quickly restore his voice.

The little maid staggered and took Qiong Tang, and just about to hand it to Yu Zeyuan's lips, Yu Zeyuan's voice was hoarse, like an old qin, dry and incomprehensible.

Yu Zeyuan said, "Another two years?"

Weeds were overgrown outside Moyang Palace, Yu Zeyuan stretched his legs and walked straight to the small courtyard in Moyang Palace.

It was early summer, and the weeds in the yard were growing sparsely and wantonly, but there was a strange sense of desolation.

Yu Zeyuan almost staggered when his legs and feet, which hadn't moved for a long time, stepped into the soft soil. The old maid hurriedly wanted to help him up, but Yu Zeyuan waved her hand to avoid it.

At this time, the formation has been completely dispelled, and he has recovered his freedom. He does not need help from others, and will not be restricted by the formation again.

"Where's the father?" Yu Zeyuan still didn't drink Qiongtang, and asked in a hoarse voice.

The little court lady was straightforward, and immediately said: "The emperor is with the jade beauty in Xinna."

His only son broke away from the formation and was still having fun with the beauties every night. No matter if he was a prince or an ordinary child, he might not be able to bear this blow.

After the little maid said it, she regretted it, and immediately covered her mouth.

But seeing Yu Zeyuan nodded, he didn't care much and said, "Get ready to take a bath, I'll go and pay my respects to Father."

Yu Zeyuan looked down at the hot spring pool in Moyang Palace that had not been used for two years, and several people were cleaning up the sundries and dust inside.

He blinked his eyes and calmed down. Although the entire Moyang Palace is the East Palace, it is like an abandoned palace, deserted every year.

Even the maids and eunuchs in the palace don't like to come here.

When the whole hot spring pool was cleaned up, Yu Zeyuan waved away the maid who wanted to come forward to serve him, and took off her clothes on her own.

The skinny body behind the golden prince's robe was exposed.

Sleeping in bed all the year round will naturally not bring about good health.

Yu Zeyuan's fair skin and muscles rely on the skeleton on his frail body. Although his back and limbs are long, they are not considered healthy given his current body.

After he entered the water, the water enveloped Yu Zeyuan gently and softly as if it had a consciousness of its own. The suitable water temperature and the favor of the water made Yu Zeyuan relax his frown a little.

He blinked and looked at the roof of the palace, which was painted with complicated patterns. The surroundings were somewhat blurred by the mist from the hot spring pool, but the painting on the top of the palace was still vivid.

Yuyang country is far away from the South China Sea, and it is a country in the Central Plains.

Rare things are more expensive, and the murals painted here are often dominated by the sea, the blue sea, fish of various colors, and naturally there are sharks that make humans flock to them.

"There are sharks in the South China Sea. They live in the water like fish. They don't need to weave, and their eyes can weep."

A few fragments vaguely appeared in Yu Zeyuan's mind. In his memory, the silver fish tail was like a handful of bright moons, and when it crossed the water, it was like silver beads entering the water.

This is the dream he would keep having when he was asleep——

The blue ocean, the light and soft sea breeze, and the reefs protruding from the sea.

He seems to have turned into a small fish swimming in the sea. This dream is very long and long. Every time he falls into a deep sleep, he will start to fall into the dream, but after waking up from the dream, he can’t remember what happened in the dream. There is only a touch of silver fish. The tail kept circling in his mind.

But Yu Zeyuan's dream today is a little clearer.

The silver fish tail gradually became longer, with black hair and silver fish tail, it seemed to be a merman, somewhat similar to the one in the painting.

No matter what, the picture on the wall is a bit scary, but the picture in Yu Zeyuan's dream is warm and beautiful.

There is no comparison.

He lowered his eyes, completely unaware of a ray of golden breath passing through the wall, coming to him, and then slowly infiltrating from his skin exposed on the water surface, repairing his weak body.

After soaking was almost done, Yu Zeyuan came out with his clothes on, and after putting on the inner garment, the old maid came to put on Yu Zeyuan's outer clothes, but she was slightly taken aback after putting the clothes on Yu Zeyuan's body.

Is it her illusion?Why do you think His Royal Highness is stronger and even taller after soaking in hot springs?

After the meal, Yu Zeyuan planned to take someone to see this father whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The hall is brightly lit, and the huge steps and the water stage are full of drunken beauties. They lie on the ground in messy clothes and sleep soundly, surrounded by all kinds of overturned wine and food, and the heads of silver grates are smashed into pieces. , The bloody skirt turned over the wine stains.

It is full of extravagance and decadence.

Into the nose is a rich powder taste and continuous wine aroma.

Yu Zeyuan took it for granted, changed into a gray feather cloak, and wore a silver embroidered crane robe with a white background. Although he was a young man, he seemed majestic and majestic, which was incompatible with this colorful tea scene.

He walked past the sleeping beauties on the ground and pushed open the gate of the Golden Dragon Palace.

Yumei was only twenty years old, but the emperor had become an old emperor, over 80 years old.

At this moment, the old emperor was sleeping soundly with his arms around the waist of the jade beauty, and the weird scene of a pear tree pressing on a crabapple still made ordinary people click their tongues.

Yu Zeyuan stepped forward and yelled a few times to the old emperor who couldn't wake up no matter how the eunuchs yelled.

"Father, my son salutes Father." The voice was flat and without a trace of surprise at the absurd things in front of him.

The old emperor opened his eyes impatiently, frowned when he saw anyone, and said indifferently: "Nizi, kneel down."

Yu Zeyuan didn't change his face, and he knelt down on the ground as soon as he lifted the lower lapel of his long gown.

Yumei stood up with her clothes on, and gently pushed away the emperor who fell asleep after speaking.

She was born beautiful, and was carefully selected by Huang Suxian and then sent to the palace after being trained for a while. Her face was tender and gentle, gentle and virtuous, very much like the former queen.

Although she was young, so many beauties in the harem were sealed and died every year, and in the end she was the only one who remained, so she was considered a person with means.

Seeing Yu Zeyuan kneeling straight, Yu Meiren laughed softly, "Your Highness is awake. The last time I saw Your Highness, I was only eighteen and just entered the palace. In a blink of an eye, I am already twenty. Now it seems that His Highness It’s still the same as it was two years ago.”

Yu Zeyuan didn't say a word, still raised his head and regarded Yumei as nothing.

The old emperor on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, coughed and let out a strange cry, "The formation is opened? You don't have to go in anymore?"

What he said was vague, Yu Zeyuan knew what he was talking about.

He nodded without changing his face, but unexpectedly, the old emperor started to cough violently.

Even coughed up blood.

Yumei hurriedly went up to him and patted the old emperor's back. The old emperor's eyes had been clouded for a long time, and he actually recognized the wrong person. He took Yumei's hand and said repeatedly: "Biqiong, the formation is broken, Nizi came out again Now, here's what to do, Pichon—"

Yumei comforted the old emperor in a gentle voice, not at all satisfied with the address.

The old emperor didn't want to get more and more excited, and passed out immediately after yelling, his eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred before he passed out.

The father hates the son, and the son doesn't care.

These two most noble people in Yuyang Kingdom are simply ridiculous.

Yu Zeyuan looked flat.

50 years of interdependence with the formation has wiped out his emotions. He has never had any feelings for this biological father. There is no doubt that if the old emperor had a new heir, even if it was a daughter's family, he would have been pulled down long ago The position, but God failed to fulfill one's wishes, but the old emperor was only a child of him.

Now it's hard for him to think about what kind of tender gestures he can make.

Master Huang Suxian traveled around Penglai, and it may take three to five years before he can come back. Now the old emperor has been hollowed out by wine and lust, and has been awake all night.

After leaving the Golden Dragon Hall, Yu Zeyuan, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up again by several eunuchs, and entered the Golden Dragon Hall overnight.

Half an hour later, Yu Zeyuan came out of the hall with injuries all over his body.

What he held in his hand was the old emperor's jade seal and imperial decree.

The old emperor, who was still having fun just now, died.

It was written word by word in the imperial decree that Yu Zeyuan inherited the behest of the former king as the new emperor, and Yumei was named the Empress Dowager Shude.

However, Huang Suxian, who has been talked about by people, is still the national teacher, and even has a better name, the title of Xianzhang Tianyi Great National Teacher.

For a time, Yuyang country was in turmoil.

The youngest brother of the first emperor, Lord Yuchi Fengsu stood up and clearly stood by Yu Zeyuan's side.

Yu Chifeng led the army to stabilize the southwest all the year round, with tens of thousands of soldiers in his hands, suppressing the thoughts of many people who were just about to move.

The roots of the imperial city are changing, and it only takes a few months. It is far from the bloody storm that people imagined. Emperor Yu Zeyuan was not in the summer resort in the imperial city, but in Yaoguang, a city thousands of miles away in the South China Sea.

In August, the summer breeze is warm, and it is a good day when the seaside is high and the sea is wide.

Two teenagers walked one after the other on the bustling Yaoguang street.

A young man was wearing a maroon horse riding suit, with a quiver on his back, and a bow in his hand, playing with himself.

The other boy was wearing crescent white clothes, with a bamboo hat on his head and black veils on all sides, making his face hard to see.

There was a dagger with a short blade at his waist. He was tall and thin, but he was half a head taller than the boy next to him.

Yu Ran threw the bow to the servant behind him, scratching his head angrily, and asked, "You are only seventeen, how come you look taller than me? I have passed my 19th birthday, why am I still a bit shorter than you. "

Yu Zeyuan's face hidden behind the bamboo hat was still as cold as a piece of ice, "Is it important? With so many words, I might as well send you to the military camp."

Yu Ran trembled.

Thinking of the first time the two met, Yu Ran couldn't help shivering.

The first time Yu Ran saw Yu Zeyuan was in the huge Golden Dragon Hall.

Yu Zeyuan held a dagger in his hand, and his face was covered with blood, but he didn't know how to wipe it off.

Blood continued to flow down the blade and his fingertips.

And the most honorable person in the entire Yuyang Kingdom was lying on the bed without breathing.

After the funeral, everyone thought that the newly appointed little emperor had been driven by Lord Su to become a puppet emperor and knew nothing.

Who knew that after the day of the funeral, the little emperor went to the military camp to fight and kill for several months.

Not only was Yu Zeyuan excellent in martial arts, but he was still in the barracks for a short period of time, which convinced all the soldiers.

The team led by him has achieved a lot of victories and is invincible.

That barracks... is not a place for people.

Yuran was sneaked in by her father Yuchi Fengdi and stayed there for seven days before escaping. The name of studying is actually suffering.

Yuran kept complaining incessantly inside, begging grandpa to sue grandma was of no use.

The two are simply incomparable.

So now Yu Ran trembled when she saw the dagger on the opponent's waist that she had seen many times.

This dagger first killed the king and father, and then entered the military camp. It was tempered with the blood of countless people.

Yu Zeyuan was inseparable from the dagger.

As lonely as he is, maybe that dagger is the only thing he can trust.

But for some reason, Yu Zeyuan suddenly wanted to leave the palace for a walk.

Yu Ran, who was playing with birds at home, was caught by Yu Chifeng and took Yu Zeyuan to visit Yuyang Country, feeling the customs of this country.

The destination was chosen by Yu Zeyuan himself, and he chose Yaoguang, a small city on the South China Sea, with just one finger.

Yu Zeyuan looked around carefully, and it took four months for his body to return to what a 17-year-old boy should be.

Yu Ran casually took a conch shell that was said to attract sharks when blown, and asked, "Is this the thing that can really attract sharks?"

The seller was a fisherman in coarse linen, but he just smiled when he heard about it, "If you are sincere, you will be spiritual, and if you are sincere, you will be spiritual. Yaoguang's Shark Festival is about to begin, and the guest officer can rest in the small shop for a while."

The word Xincheng Zeling seems very fake when it comes out.

People on land haven't caught mermen for ten years, and they want to make these things just to deceive those confused tourists.

Just as Yu Zeyuan was thinking this way, he saw Yuran took some broken silver from the entourage behind and bought the conch, and happily showed off to him.

Yu Zeyuan looked away, and a cluster of lit torches in the distance attracted their attention.

The torch is faintly visible from far to near. At first glance, it seems to be floating in the air, which is amazing. After a closer look, it is discovered that it is a few people who can drive spiritual power. The torch, the bottom of the torch is in the shape of a lotus flower.

The fire grows from the lotus and floats in the sky. According to the magic of the immortal family, it is a good omen.

Yu Zeyuan stared at the flame for a while and asked lightly: "This is?"

The seller chuckled again: "Of course it's the Shark Festival. It starts at sunset and ends in the early morning..."

The shopkeeper continued talking, but Yu Ran couldn't help it.

Shark Festival!Can Zhongyuan see this thing?

He immediately pulled Yu Zeyuan into the fire lotus, under the fire lotus, it was as bright as day, and there were festivals and performances around, and countless small vendors were also selling things under the fire lotus.

Bai Lingyang squatted bored among the numerous vendors under the fire lotus, thought for a while and then walked to a more remote corner. Since three days ago, he melted his legs and went ashore.

The closest to the Merman Clan is Yaoguang City.

Yaoguang obtained this new name by capturing a large number of sharks hundreds of years ago. Yaoguang actually refers to the scales on the sharks. The color of the scales is white and transparent, which is called Yaoguang. .

He has already saved enough pearls, since there is no Zeyuan in the sea, Bai Lingyang naturally wants to go ashore to look for it.

The Merman Festival in the past few days can be regarded as a good opportunity to turn pearls into silver.

Tiansen was very speechless about Bai Lingyang's way of making money: you go to opera every day when I'm not around?

Bai Lingyang pouted: What is singing, that is storytelling, do you understand storytelling?If I don't have these pearls, how will I earn money in the future.

Fanzi and Bai Lingyang quarreled every day, and they didn't feel bored when they went out by themselves.

It's just that after many years of not walking on both legs, they still feel weak, and if they take two steps, they will fall one step.

After practicing for two days, she still stumbled when she left, so Bai Lingyang decided not to squeeze in with the crowd, and found a place to set up a stall by himself.

For the sake of convenience, I simply sat down on the mat, and saved myself the trouble of standing up and straining my legs.

The fan in his hand was still shaking slowly, looking like a leisurely and carefree nobleman.

The pearls are neatly arranged according to size, just waiting for someone who is destined to buy them.

In terms of fineness and roundness alone, Bai Lingyang's pearls are the best in this festival. These are serious shark teardrops, and naturally they cannot be compared with those who open clams to get pearls.

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked over, his eyes were full of calculations.

Bai Lingyang knew that such a person might be difficult to deal with, and as expected, the man said in a high-pitched voice, "How much is this pearl?"

Bai Lingyang still remembered the pearl he was holding, it was Bai Lingyue who cried it out.

The whole body is pure white but with a blue halo like a crescent moon. The size is about the size of a thumb. Bai Lingyue always brings Elder Song to block him, but she herself has heard a lot. Isn't this pearl the proof?

Bai Lingyang touched the fan bone with his fingers and said, "Ten taels of silver."

At twelve Bai Lingyue, he can be regarded as worthy of him.

He had just opened his mouth, his voice was clear and smooth, and he definitely didn't sound like a secular person.

Not far away, Yu Zeyuan's ear twitched, and his heart beat violently.

Yu Zeyuan turned around slowly and looked at Bai Lingyang.