The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

"Is the grand prince's gift for the country, or for yourself?"

Smiling spiritually, looking at Li Chengqian, he raised his palm with one hand and recited the Buddha's name lightly. "If it is done for the country, the poor monk will accept the great gift of His Highness the Crown Prince on behalf of the country. Since ancient times, the country is the most important thing, and the king is second. As the assistant king, His Royal Highness salutes the common people like the little monk. The little monk has nothing to repay. May my Tang Dynasty be prosperous and prosperous, and may my emperor live forever!"

Everyone looked at Lingran dumbfounded.

Lingran seemed to be completely unaware, and continued to talk eloquently. "What if the crown prince did it for me..."

"Yo ho! It's ok! You're eloquent!"

After Li Chengqian saluted, he raised his head and pointed to Lingran's nose and said, "Look! What a bold tone! But a young monk from the Japanese country dares to mention the word "Da Tang She Ji!"

"Of course the poor monk doesn't have the guts!"

Lingran smiled meaningfully. "The poor monk is as bold as the sesame mung bean, and it is all rewarded by the Holy Lord."

"It's just that you recognize it, the prince, and you're not saluting for Sheji?"

Lingran leaned slightly, the tip of her nose almost touched Li Chengqian's fingers, her smiling eyes curved like crescent moons.Said, "Then the crown prince made a special salute to the poor monk, ouch! That really upset me, little monk (liao)!"

After finishing speaking, he chuckled and said, "The crown prince persecuted the poor monk so much, why?"

"Why did you cheat you?" Li Chengqian laughed strangely. "It's no longer a lonely person to salute you!"

"Since the opening of Hongmeng, there has been a distinction between superiors and inferiors. The crown prince is a precious person. In the whole world, no one except the current sage can be worthy of the crown prince's worship. The crown prince worships nothing but the lord, the heaven, the earth and the gods." People of the Li people. But today, the prince is not for these three, so he specially came to worship the little monk... Oh! This is nothing more than looking down on the little monk and treating me as a thorn in the flesh. Your worship is not a salute, but a reminder Woolen cloth!"

The Du mansion was suddenly so quiet that a needle could be heard.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, only Lingran smiled slightly, a pair of black and white deer eyes flashed a golden light.

Li Chengqian was there, but he didn't answer for a while.

Next to him, Li Tai put his hand on the handle of the knife, shook his head and let out a false sigh. "Brother Prince, you've fallen right now! Our national teacher is ruthless in this way! Especially no one can talk about him! Today, I'm going to teach you!"

"To shut up!"

Li Chengqian glared at Li Tai in displeasure, then frowned, pondered for a while, and finally retracted the finger that was poking the tip of Lingran's nose.As if being teased by the fire, he quickly retracted into his sleeves and remained silent for a long time.

The matter of condolences by the Du Mansion passed without any risk.

Except that when Lingran worshiped in front of the mourning hall, Li Tai added to him in a strange way, "Our master is still a hot stove after all! Earlier, when Duke Pei passed away, I didn't see the master to express his condolences at that time." ah!"

Lingran ignored him, just worshiped him, stood up and brushed off the folds of his white clothes, and said indifferently, "Young Lord Wei's words, I can't answer. What I do, I just follow the civil and military officials. The prince This remark scolded all the adults sitting here! So I dare not answer."

After speaking, he recited the Buddha's name with his palms upright, and drifted away.

Only a group of civil and military officials who looked at each other awkwardly were left behind.

"I heard that when you were mourning in the Du Mansion, my two good sons gave you a face?"

Three days later, Li Shimin played chess with Li Zhi in the Hall of Wude.The wind and rain were dark outside the window, and a furnace of ambergris was quietly burning in the hall.The faint white smoke slowly rose into the sky, and then scattered into the depths of the bead curtain.

Crackling, the chess pieces hit the chessboard, alarming Lingran.

Lingran was sitting on a small tavern beside him, tasting tea. Hearing Li Shimin's words, his eyelids rolled slightly, and he said with a light smile, "Holy Master is enlightening! The poor monk is nothing more than a speck of dust, how dare he talk about royal affairs."

"Yo! That's really annoying!"

Li Shimin put down a white chess piece with a smile, and looked back at Lingran. "What's the matter, are you still feeling wronged now?"

"Don't dare!"

Lingran also put down the teacup, and said seriously: "The poor monk dare not be wronged! The poor monk just thinks that it is really troublesome to be an official! You must have a delicate heart. Just like the poor monk, sooner or later he will be thrown in the It's in the pot, it's mushy!"

"Hehe, you're trying to block me again!"

Li Shimin simply left the chess game, walked up to Lingran, looked down at him with a smile and said, "Why, do you want to resign again?"

"Don't dare!"

Lingran got up quickly, bowed and saluted: "Amitabha! Holy Lord is wise!"

"I don't dare to say it in my mouth, but I'm probably scolding me in my heart!" Li Shimin laughed and scolded, "Look, the national teacher is indeed a national teacher, so good at talking! There is not a single word of grievance from the beginning to the end, but every sentence There are small knives hidden inside, and every sentence is not pleasant!"

Lingran lowered her eyes and smiled wryly.

Li Shimin didn't expect him to refute it, so he pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "A few days ago, didn't you keep arguing about going to pacify the Turks with Li Jing?"

"Yes!"

"Now that the Turks have been settled and the world is peaceful, what else do you have in mind?"

"Gone."

"Really gone?"

Li Shimin almost reached Lingran's light-headed door.

Lingran could only smile wryly. "If the poor monk says yes, can the Holy Master give it?"

He originally thought that Li Shimin would laugh and scold him as before, and then waved him away.Unexpectedly, this time Li Shimin was silent for a moment, and said to him: "The Turkic has been settled, but Tuyuhun has committed a mess again. I am afraid that after a while... Li Jing will go to Liangzhou. Liangzhou is located on the border, and it is my university The frontier fortress of the Tang Dynasty has a dangerous terrain. This trip is different from the Turks. In addition to having someone who can fight, you must also have an accompanying person who is good at fortifications. I heard from the national teacher that you have a lot of research on building defenses and building strongholds?"

Lingran was overjoyed, and quickly answered: "I dare not say that it is quite researched, but I can build a village, and it can keep it from falling for 800 years! Build a river embankment, and it can protect the population of hundreds of miles around."

"Yo, I still dare not!"

Li Shimin laughed, and turned his head to look at Li Zhi who was still contemplating the chess game by the window. "Zhi'er, learn a little bit! Look at this good national teacher I have found, he speaks very carefully!"

Hearing the sound, Li Zhi raised his head and said with a smile, "What Emperor Father said is absolutely true!"

The voice is crisp and tender, but the tone has a calmness that is completely inconsistent with Chuipao Xiaoer.

Lingran couldn't help turning her head, and took a deep look at Li Zhi.

Li Zhi turned his head just in time to meet Lingran's gaze, and the two met in mid-air.After a while, they all saw something unbelievable and unspeakable in each other's eyes.

Lingran gritted her teeth and couldn't help gasping.When he looked back at Li Shimin again, an absurd thought suddenly rose in his heart.

But he didn't dare to continue thinking about it, and he didn't dare to speak, he just quietly waited for Li and his son to finish a game of chess, sipped tea again, chatted a few words, and then quietly left.

"Dalang, when do you think this hard life will end?"

With a goose feather in her mouth, Lingran was lying in the side hall of her house, with her hands on her head and her eyes emptied. "This day is really unlucky!"

Black Snake hissed.

Lingran listened carefully, then frowned and scolded with a smile: "Don't argue with me here! Ever since I met you, little monk, my life has been very unlucky, and I have never changed my luck again!"

He suddenly remembered something, sat up suddenly, carefully took out the black snake from his fingertips and put it on the edge, pointing at him and said, "Why are you so black! You are not black all over, but black face!"

The face is black, which means that the dragon is probably a non-chief, and krypton gold can't save it.Of course, his little monk can't save him with his little knowledge!

It's a pity that Comrade Da Lang didn't understand, he tried his best to open his sesame seed-like eyes to look at Lingran, with a slightly aggrieved expression on his face.

"Okay, you're playing pitiful with me again!"

Lingran snorted, then fell back down again, with a goose quill in his mouth, slurring his words: "You said that I am a monk, and I can neither recite scriptures nor let me go back to the temple. Guarding a palace, What else can I do besides playing tricks, bragging, and spanking with their father and son every day? If this continues, I’m afraid I’m going to be useless.”

"Baby, why are you useless?"

Dalang Qingliu talked to him with a snake in puzzlement: "At the beginning, that person Lingfu was wrong in every possible way, but one thing he said was right! Baby, you have a simple mind, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn the art, so you can only Come down from the mountain, go through the sufferings of the world, maybe one day you will be able to open your mind."

"What do you mean, Master asked you to bring me to the human world to suffer? Then how many scripts are there in this world, and how do you choose the dramas - do you catch one when you see a small world, or..."

Lingran suddenly thought about it, frowned and said, "Could it be that every small world you picked has similarities?"

Black Snake shut his mouth tightly and said nothing more.

Lingran figured it out on her own, clapped her hands suddenly and exclaimed, "Could it be that every small world has a Long Aotian?!"

"Long Aotian?"

Qingliu Dalang's mind instantly reflected the young man in the baoxianghua pattern jacket he saw when he was destroying the heaven, and he couldn't help frowning: "Baby, why do you think of him? What's good about that person? A monster!"

"Oh, so he is also a demon!"

He let out a long sigh of understanding, then frowned and said, "So, every small world has a person with extremely strong energy!"

He looked at the confused eyes of the black snake, and had to bear his temper and translated into a language that Qingliu Dalang could understand, saying: "Long Aotian is not the name of a specific person, but the 'child of luck' in a small world." ', the energy is extremely strong, it can break the rules of the small world at will, and even challenge the Supreme God..."

"How can that guy compare with the Supreme God!"

Black Snake disdains. "It's just a devil who steals luck! I somehow got into the wrong chess game..."

Black Snake quickly silenced.

But with such a few clues exposed, it is enough to figure out the whole story.One ring after another is like untying the nine chains, connecting one point and connecting everywhere.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, and said coldly to Black Snake, "I see! You and Master have known for a long time that every small world will have a so-called son of luck who steals the aura of that small world. If you don't Annihilation, the order of that small world is chaotic, and it will cause great damage to the Supreme God of Mietian Realm. Isn't it?"

Black can't lie, and doesn't want to admit it, so he can only keep silent.

Lingran looked into his eyes, sneered, and said to himself, "Master ordered you to take me out, one is to avoid disaster - because the Jiange is not sure of victory, nor is the Supreme God, so let you take me around, on the surface On the one hand, it’s an experience and play, but it’s actually looking for the son of luck, and destroying it if there is an opportunity. Second, after all the demons in several small worlds are wiped out, and the order of the small worlds of all parties is restored, you and I can Return to the Jiange, and go to Xiaoyao Mountain to see my master return to life. Is it right?"

Black Snake was silent again.

Lingran couldn't help baring her teeth and clapping her hands, laughing, "I see!"

Of course so!

It's ridiculous that he was still affectionate before, thinking that Qingliu Dalang brought him out just because the dragon had taken a fancy to him.

Ah!What ability does he have to make a dragon look up to him!

Lingran closed her eyes, hiding the disappointment and anger in her eyes.