The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

After leaving Fengshan Village, the emperor's convoy in microservices did not return to the capital, but headed towards another location - the Thunder Mountain Villa.

Now they already know the six key palace positions, as long as the magic circle is strengthened, they can eliminate the coming disaster of destroying the world.

It took longer than the last time to re-walk the road to Thunder Mountain Villa.

In order to prevent the emperor from being negligent in government affairs for many days and confusing the harem, the demon Taoist also pretended to use magic. Every few days, he returned to the Golden Luan Hall in an instant at noon.

This is the first time for the [-]-year-old man with a clear mind to understand the purpose of this trip.

"The orioles are flying and the grass is growing, and the willows are drunk with the spring smoke. When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, shouldn't the Holy Majesty travel in modest clothes and enjoy the spring scenery of the country? The spring travel and the affairs of the court and China should not be delayed. My Majesty, am I smart?"

Concubine Yao is complacent about her own idea, and gets carried away to ask the Holy One for credit and favor.

The emperor's eyes were as cold as a knife, he gritted his teeth and had nothing to say.

Although the idea is good, but traveling far away and going to court are not delayed, there are other costs to repay.

Yaodao cast another spell, picking up yang and invigorating qi all the way without stopping.

Traveling far away to enjoy the spring is probably the purpose of the demon way.

……

When the Weifu convoy was about to arrive at Liangzhou City, Yang Wentuo suddenly asked, "Fourth brother, how do you get in the Thunder Mountain Villa? Are you... going to see Lei Wanjun?"

Do the people in the Thunder Villa now know that the descendant true immortal of the Dayan Dynasty, who was the national teacher of the dynasty, was Chi Si who was once mistaken by them for the son of Lei Lifeng?

What's more, during the martial arts conference, the imperial court and the rivers and lakes formed a big beam.

Now that the villa has no successors, it is gradually declining, but it is still the local snake in Liangzhou City.

Chi Si was taken aback when he heard the words, he hadn't considered this question at all.

"No!" He refused without thinking.

I thought about it for a while: "So, I will go in alone in the middle of the night with a blindfold, and I will come out after strengthening the magic circle. You will wait for me in Liangzhou City, and you don't have to meet them."

He once borrowed the identity of "Chi Si" from a mortal, and he has a trace of karma with the Lei family.

As long as Thunder Thunder Villa no longer threatens the stability of the court, he will not take action to interrupt the remaining luck of the villa.

"That's fine." Yang Wentuo nodded.

It will prevent them from racking their brains to enter the village, and it will also prevent their enemies from being jealous and fighting again.

Walking to the outskirts of the city, the number of pedestrians on the road suddenly increased.The canopy is gathered, the cars are like running water, and the horses are like dragons, rubbing their shoulders and squeezing the road.

The road was not smooth, so the carriage had to slow down and couldn't move a few steps for most of the hour.

"What's going on?" Chi Si asked the driving guard.

The personal guard's reply came through the car door: "There is a fairy temple ahead, and there are many pilgrims coming and going on weekdays. Now it is the spring prayer season, and the common people have to go to the temple to pray."

Yang Wentuo teased: "Which immortal is the offering? The incense is so strong?"

The guard replied: "The enshrined national teacher. This temple is a newly built national teacher temple. It is said that the petition is effective. Not only Liangzhou City, but people from nearby counties and towns often come here to pray for the national teacher."

The two people in the car froze for a moment.

Yang Wentuo's eyes were playful, and he looked at the other party carefully: "The national teacher is also a god who listens to the wishes of ordinary people and responds to requests?"

"I don't listen to other people's wishes." The national teacher clasped the slender finger that hooked his chin and put it to his mouth, "If the Holy Majesty makes a wish to me, I will definitely fulfill my request."

He suddenly thought of one thing.

"My lord, the road is blocked anyway, or we don't leave today, and we will stay in the temple tonight." The bright eyes are full of arrogance, revealing a little bit of evil that cannot be hidden, as strange as a evil spirit , "I have never been to my own temple."

The emperor, who was bewildered by the glamorous charm, thought for a moment: "Okay, just follow what Aifei said."

The newly built Guoshi Temple is on a small hillside in the outskirts of the city, with a grand scale.

Even though the road leading to the temple gate was wide and smooth, there were too many pilgrims, and the national teacher enshrined in the temple was blocked by vehicles and horses for more than half a day before slowly reaching the temple gate.

"Will the national teacher go to the main hall to offer three pillars of incense?" Yang Wentuo teased, "Should I also offer some incense to the national teacher?"

"My national teacher does not want incense, but only tribute." The national teacher lightly helped the emperor get out of the car, and a strange smirk flashed across his eyes: "The sage is tired in the car, let's go to the guest room to rest for half a day, and then go to the main hall at night." fragrant."

A hint of doubt appeared in Yang Wentuo's eyes.

How can there be incense at night?

Tribute?

The national teacher just smiled and said nothing, not knowing what bad idea he was planning.

The two of them slept soundly for half a day in the upper guest room, and they didn't get up until dinner time.

In the setting sun, the tired birds return to the forest on the west peak, the faint smell of incense candles is everywhere, the noise of the day has dissipated, and there is a unique solemn tranquility in the temple.

After dinner, Chi Si wanted to take Yang Wentuo to the main hall to offer incense.

"Pray to God and worship Buddha, would you like to change into white clothes?"

This nocturnal worship itself is suspicious.

Yang Wentuo felt the sloppy smile on the other party's face that was intentionally hidden but could not be restrained, which made Yang Wentuo feel weird.

"Fourth, what the hell are you trying to do?"

What white clothes do you need to worship God?This remonstrance was resolutely rejected by the Holy Majesty.

"You'll know as soon as you enter the main hall." Chi Si couldn't hide the malicious intentions on his face.

Yang Wentuo wanted to ask clearly, but his hands were already held, and he was gently but forcefully pulled into the main hall.

There is no one in the hall, it has been cleaned, and there is a sense of desertion.

Eternal candles were burning in the four corners of the hall and on the sacrificial table, covering the whole hall with a hazy and ambiguous glow of warm yellow light.

The two came to the center of the hall, and Yang Wentuo glanced at the statue of the national teacher in the hall.

"Fourth," he chuckled softly, "Is this what you looked like when you were in Heaven?"

I don't know who made the statue, but the dharma is solemn, compassionate and solemn, which makes people deeply feel the majesty of the gods in the world.

It's just that there is no half resemblance to the person in front of him.

Chi Si laughed: "There is no immortal in heaven who looks as beautiful as me."

I don't know what kind of imagination those mortals rely on to describe the appearance of the gods.

Turning his eyes from the statue to the person in front of him, he asked with a smile: "The national teacher helped Dayan solve the evil spirit and natural disaster, is it worth a sacrifice from the Holy One?"

Although the seal has not been completely repaired, the method and location are already known, so it is easy to repair.

If he hadn't found an excuse to gather yang to invigorate his energy, he would have been able to fly his sword across the entire Dayan in half a day, and strengthen the remaining points.

The jade eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved, and the elegant and moist eyes are clear and light, and there is a lucid and lucid temptation.Like a peerless sharp blade quenched with poison, its brilliance circulates, and there is no cure for a deadly sword.

"I don't know what kind of sacrifice the national teacher needs?"

"I want a tribute." The clear tone was tinged with a rough and hoarse voice, full of bone-destroying love and affection, "The most precious and unique tribute of the Dayan Dynasty."

He wanted Dayan's emperor as a tribute, dedicating himself to him.

There was a soft rustle, and the belt fell to the ground.

The moist smile is like a stream flowing lightly, but also contains the fine sand that is extremely seductive: "Is such a tribute, the national teacher, satisfied?"

Chi Si suffocated for an instant.

The gluttonous ghost showed its original shape in an instant, and swallowed the tribute in one gulp.

Under the solemn statue, two beautiful figures were entangled.

He finally got his wish and tasted the tribute enshrined to himself.

He wanted the tribute to kneel down and weep in front of his idol, making a wish to himself, begging himself to let him go.

He got his wish, and heard the ecstasy weeping and moaning for mercy.

When the tribute who dedicated the demon way woke up again, the sky was already bright.

A three-point beam of warm and warm light penetrated the window lattice, a few strands reflected on the bed, and a few strands reflected on the face full of elegance.

"Are you awake? Does it hurt? Go to sleep again." The light movement of Huaizhong Zhenyao also disturbed Chi Si's sound sleep.

I was distracted last night, maybe I overeat too much.

Yang Wentuo's gaze was as sharp as a knife, he gritted his teeth and stared at the other party fiercely.

The demon road, who confused the emperor's heart, hastily flattered and flattered the emperor, begging His Majesty's forgiveness: "Should we change our course today? We don't need to let the convoy squeeze this way."

Yang Wentuo was startled, and he didn't care to hold grudges: "Over there at the Thunder Mountain Villa..."

"I've been there last night, and the magic circle has been reinforced."

Last night, he unscrupulously enjoyed the body of the real dragon, the most precious tribute in the world, so of course he had to run the errands quickly and well.

When the Holy Majesty was tired and asleep, he had helped the Holy Majesty to solve the problems.

"That's just right. There is a road leading to Shuofang at the intersection going down the mountain." Yang Wentuo planned to get up, and ordered his guards to divert and set off.

As soon as he moved, his face instantly became gloomy.

Chi Si got his bad intentions going, and smiled evilly: "Why don't we rest for one more day. Tonight... go to the main hall to pay tribute again."

Yang Wentuo has deep self-cultivation and has always been able to control his emotions.

However, even if he is as self-restraining and respectful as he is, it is difficult to maintain the appearance of a modest gentleman at this moment, his eyes are majestic and fierce, and his words are straight and sweet: "Get out of here."

Tianwei was furious, and the demon concubine who was the only favorite in the harem did not dare to rely on her beauty to show off her power.He hurriedly waited for the holy majesty to get dressed, then picked up the holy majesty, got into the car from the side door of the temple and left.

The convoy diverted and continued along the road leading to Shuofang.

The national teacher still accompanied the holy majesty, admiring the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, the spring breeze and flowers and plants all the way.

Travel to Shuofang, repair the palace here, and march all the way to strengthen the other three places.

By the end of spring, there is only one last place left and you're done.

The remaining one is in An County, Guangjun—the place where the story begins.

"When you first came, you landed in An County?" Yang Wentuo looked out the window at the tall grasses that retreated rapidly.

The last time he passed by here, hundreds of miles around were more or less affected by the earthquake in An County, and the whole county was filled with sorrow.

Although the road is cold and cold today, it is no longer as miserable as it was in the past.

The magnificent mountains and rivers have returned to full of vitality. The roads are lined with flowers and trees, and the fallen flowers are falling to the ground, spreading a layer of shallow fragrance.

Chi Si replied with a smile: "To be precise, it's somewhere on the outskirts of An County. The earthquake just happened when I came here, and the county town has been destroyed. I haven't been to the city yet."

He explained: "I just arrived here and knew nothing about the world, so I walked aimlessly along the official road. I wanted to find a town and understand the local people first, but I didn't expect to meet that mortal on the road."

"Everything was so coincidental, it can be said that it was predestined by God. So I used his identity, and later met a few refugees, and followed them to the north and came to the capital."

"I have been into the city once." Yang Wentuo chuckled, "Look for Chi Si's household registration yellow book and He Chi's family tree."

He sighed silently again: "At that time, there were only broken walls and ruins in the city, and there was no one in sight. I don't know what's going on now."

"However... the government will not clean up and rebuild such a small county. It may not be much different from when I came two years ago. There are only more bushes and weeds."

"As long as the mortal world prospers and the population of nearby counties and towns increases, it won't be long before people come here to build a city again. Hundreds of years ago, there was no An County here." Chi Si spoke softly, and relieved the worries of the Holy Majesty, "At that time, someone cleaned up In the ruins, Daozang can still be found.”

After a second thought: "No, we will go to Chi's house to reinforce the magic circle later, maybe we have to clean up the collapsed broken walls first."

He flattered and asked for credit: "I'm here to clean up the collapsed houses, and I can finish it in less than a breath. Why don't we just clean up the ruins of the entire county so that people who come later can rebuild."

Yang Wentuo raised his final voice slightly: "Go to the city to see the situation first."

The carriage drove at high speed on the road for a few quarters of an hour, and suddenly, the stable carriage stopped suddenly, and there was a hissing sound of horses all around.

"What's wrong?" Chi Si's tone was slightly cold, as if it had been covered with a thin layer of frost.

They were unprepared in the car, and A Ji threw himself on him, almost hurting him.

"Guo, Guoshi... front, front..." The guard driving the car panicked and spoke incoherently.

"What's all the fuss about?" The bright eyes sank, and after confirming that there was no collision with the person in their arms, the two got out of the car together.

At this time, all the accompanying personal guards had already got out of the car, and a group of people stood in the middle of the road, staring at the scene in front of them, with unbelievable fear written in their blank eyes.