The emperor of heaven, with great vitality, is called Haotian; according to the far-sightedness, he is called Cangtian; the respect of man is nothing more than the emperor, and he is entrusted to the sky, so he is called Tiandi.

In the folk, it is the so-called "God".

Zhao Ji felt both surprised and happy about the banquet he attended, and his heart was full of anticipation.

When I was feeling emotional, I suddenly felt a slight shock all over my body, as if I had entered another extremely mysterious world.

At the same time, in Zhao Ji's ears, he suddenly heard a loud dragon's chant, and then a clear and clear child's voice scolded in a low voice, suppressing the dragon's chant.

Then Zhao Ji's eyes lit up.

In front of Zhao Ji's eyes, suddenly appeared an astonishing scene that could only be seen in his mind or on pictures.

Among the colorful clouds, a huge building beyond Zhao Ji's imagination is showing its true appearance little by little.

The angel beside him smiled slightly and introduced to Zhao Ji, "So that the emperor on earth will know that it is the Heavenly Palace."

As the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji lived in the most magnificent imperial palace in the whole world. He did not know how many magnificent and mysterious things he had seen in his life, but he still couldn't help but gasp for breath.

The palace of the "Heavenly Palace" does not sit on the ground like the palaces on earth, but is suspended out of thin air, surrounded by clouds.

And it's not like a palace in the world, once it is built, it will take root and it will be difficult to move no matter what.

Clouds of seven colors are floating around the palaces, and there are various vigorous dragons, gorgeous phoenixes, and sacred unicorns, sometimes revealing their bodies, sometimes hiding in the clouds, accompanied by the most central palace, Floating back and forth in the void.

There are also cranes and ancient pines, volleying jade bridges, astonishingly high glazed jade pillars, all kinds of strange objects that Zhao Ji has never heard of or seen, but they are common things that can be seen everywhere in the palaces of Tiangong.

And those heavenly soldiers and generals who wore majestic battle armor and had an astonishing momentum made Zhao Ji amazed.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the weather in the heavens. In my world, where are there so many magnificent and strange things, so many majestic soldiers?

Looking at the palace of "Tiangong" from a distance is already so amazing, when Zhao Ji followed the angel and actually set foot in the palace, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

No matter the square under the feet or the railings beside them, they are all carved from exquisite white jade; in the corners of the square, there are all kinds of flowers and plants that are extremely extraordinary at first glance, which are not in the world at all.

Zhao Ji prided himself on being well-informed, and among the emperors of all dynasties, he was also a rare and talented person, but he couldn't name any of those flowers and plants.

A crane with a red crown on its head stood and paced back and forth in the grass garden, raising its long neck to the sky from time to time and making a clear cry.

The speckled fairy deer, with jagged antlers on its top, blinked moist eyes, and said "Yo Yo" in its mouth.

The green tortoise under the jade stele closed its eyes and remained motionless, and it was unknown how many years it had been in this posture.

There is also a Pixiu who looks dumb and is only black and white, looking at Zhao Ji and his party curiously.

Zhao Ji completely forgot about himself, the dignity he should have as an emperor, like a child who doesn't understand anything, only knows to look around, amazed at anything he sees, and stops to check from time to time.

The angels leading the way, as well as the maids on both sides, and other heavenly soldiers, seemed to be familiar with Zhao Ji's strange appearance.

Whenever Zhao Ji stopped and pointed at the wonders in the Heavenly Palace, he would maintain a motionless posture, and after Zhao Ji restarted, he would follow Zhao Ji's steps and continue on his way.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist with long beard and high spirits suddenly turned out from the corridor beside him, riding a green bull.

The Taoist was sitting on the back of the green bull, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Ji and his party, with a look of surprise on his face.

Looking at the appearance of this Taoist, Zhao Ji obviously saw something, which made him feel very strange and unbelievable.

He stopped and waited quietly for the Taoist to drive the green bull under him and the two fairies behind him to come to him.

When the Taoist riding the green bull came to a distance of ten feet away from Zhao Ji, he turned over from the green bull and asked Zhao Ji Jishou, "Your Majesty is the emperor in the world, why do you still have time to return to Shenxiao Mansion? Could it be that there is something important?" ?”

Zhao Ji was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the angel who invited him to the banquet at Shenxiao Mansion also called him the title of "Emperor on Earth".

It was very obvious that the other party must have recognized his true identity, that's why he drove Qingniu to ask while feeling surprised.

Zhao Ji smiled slightly, and asked, "Which fairy family is the Taoist?"

He was also very surprised to be able to recognize himself as a Taoist who was riding a green ox.

The Tiangong is vast and boundless, with an astonishing area. It is not like a palace in the world at all, and you can see it to the end at a glance.

After walking for such a long time, Zhao Ji had only met such a strange Taoist who came riding a green bull.

After the Taoist took a deep look at Zhao Ji, he replied in a deep voice, "Poverty Yongjia Lin Lingsu, I have seen Your Majesty."

Yongjia Lin Lingsu?

Zhao Ji groaned softly, his mind turned rapidly, and found that he had never heard of the name Lin Lingsu before.

He nodded slightly at Lin Lingsu, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yongjia has outstanding people, and there are countless famous mountains and scenic spots. I am also very yearning for it."

Then he said, "I have heard people say that in the territory of Yongjia, there are 36 small caves, Rongcheng Dayutian, and 72 blessed places, such as Xianyu Mountain, Daruoyan Mountain, Taoshan Mountain, and Sanhuangjing Well. The paradise of heaven and earth."

"Every time I think of the immortals who once lived in seclusion in those blessed places, I can't wait to take a trip."

When he spoke, his voice was low and his tone gradually dropped.

As the emperor of Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji is a symbol of the whole world, and he needs to live in the palace for many years.

This is what the country needs.

All the officials of the imperial court, for Zhao Ji's frequent sneaking out of the palace, messing around in Bianliang City, Tokyo, and staying in brothels, is already the most tolerant concession.

How could he go to Yongjia, thousands of miles away, to see the blessed land where the immortals of the previous dynasty once lived in seclusion?

Lin Lingsu smiled reservedly.

He could hear the envy in Zhao Ji's tone.

Zhao Ji's eyes turned slightly, and he revealed himself, "By the way, I am an angel following the heavens, and I came to Shenxiao Mansion for a banquet."

"Presumably the same is true for Lin Xian's family?"

"Why didn't you see the angel following Lin Xian's family?"

The Eighth Volume of Xianxia Outlaws of the Marsh Chapter 11: The Amazing Change of Xianyan

Lin Lingsu waved the floating dust in his hand lightly, shook his head and smiled, "Your Majesty is the supreme being in the world, that's why an angel personally invited you to a banquet in the upper world."

"And Lin Lingsu is nothing more than an idler in the mountains, how can he get the same treatment as His Majesty?"

Zhao Ji suddenly realized.

His eyes fell on Lin Lingsu, but he thought to himself, who is this self-proclaimed "Idleman in the Mountains" Lin Lingsu?

Over the years, Zhao Ji has been obsessed with the art of Taoist immortals, and he has favored Guo Tianxin, Wei Hanjin, Wang Laozhi, Wang Zixi, Xu Shouxin and many other Taoists.

Even Zhang Jixian, the celestial master of the Zhengyi Sect, came to Beijing several times to exorcise evil spirits and preach for Zhao Ji, and he was very favored by Zhao Ji.

However, unlike ordinary Taoists, Zhang Jixian, as the current celestial master of the Zhengyi Sect, has a respected status, but he doesn't look down on Zhao Ji's rewards. He just got the title of "Mr. Xujing" and returned Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

After talking with Zhao Ji, Lin Lingsu got on the green bull again, and drifted away with the two following fairy boys.

Riding on the back of a green ox from afar, the clear and clear voice is singing, "There is a reason for twisting earth to make incense. In the world, it is better to be false than to be true."

Looking at Lin Lingsu's handsome back, Zhao Ji couldn't help asking the angel, "Dare to ask this emissary, which fairy family is this Lin Lingsu?"

Before the angel could answer, a palace lady in a blue brocade dress covered her lips and smiled, "Could it be that the emperor of the lower realm doesn't know?"

"Mr. Lin Lingsu is a monk of the same generation as the emperor. He even served as Su Dongpo's school boy when he was young."

Zhao Ji was startled.

Over the years, although he has seen many Taoists with great supernatural powers, he has never met a Taoist like Lin Lingsu.

I thought that my fortune was so strange that I could be secretly invited by the Shenxiao Mansion to go to the heaven to attend the feast of the immortals.

Who would have met the same ascetic from the same lower realm on the way to the Immortal Banquet?

Zhao Ji was about to detect information about Lin Lingsu from Gong'e's mouth, but the fast-talking Gong'e was scolded by the angel, and then fell silent.

I can no longer know even the slightest news from her mouth.

Surrounded by angels, heavenly soldiers and generals, and maids in the center, the team started their journey again and moved on.

Zhao Ji suppressed the doubts in his heart, while browsing the scenery on the way to his heart's content, while secretly estimating in his heart.

How long has my group been walking?

What surprised Zhao Ji the most was that even though he walked for such a long time, he still didn't feel tired at all.

On the contrary, there is a kind of refreshing feeling, the whole body is comfortable, and there is a strange illusion that the whole body is full of strength.

This unbelievable state is completely attributed to Zhao Ji, the reason why the land of heaven has different characteristics from that of the lower realm.

While thinking about it, Zhao Ji and his party have arrived in front of a huge portal that is at least ten feet high.

The huge "Tianmen" exudes dazzling golden lights, full of auspiciousness, and you can tell what is extraordinary at a glance.

At this moment, in front of the "Tianmen", countless visitors have already gathered, each in twos and threes gathered together, forming piles of small groups.

The composition of each small group is different, and the voices of the conversation are different, and there is little overlap in the content.

It is even seen from time to time that some people in a certain group will directly abandon the previous group and join another topic because they feel that a topic that they find interesting suddenly appears in other small groups.

Zhao Ji was secretly surprised.

In a short period of time, Zhao Ji saw Lin Lingsu, circling among different small groups.

I don't know how this Taoist is able to move freely in various small groups like a fish in water?

A loud voice suddenly came out of the void, as if to remind the guests attending the banquet that the banquet is finally ready and the guests can start to enter.

Angels surrounded Zhao Ji and followed the other guests, entering through the tall and erect "Tianmen".

After entering the banquet, a giant with a height of at least fifteen feet and an unmatched figure, which made people feel frightened, easily captured Zhao Ji's attention.

Zhao Ji looked at the giant in armor, holding a Xuanhua long axe in his hand, and exuding an astonishing evil spirit from top to bottom, his heart beat wildly.

His face was pale, his limbs trembled slightly, and his fingers twitched slightly.

The angel thought that Zhao Ji was afraid of the power of the "Giant Spirit God", so he hurriedly introduced in a soft voice, "This is the general of the heavens, so is the Giant Spirit God."

"The Giant Spirit God General is not only unparalleled in divine power, but also has outstanding martial arts skills. He is a famous general among the heavenly generals in the heavenly realm."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ji thought of his family's "Jin Wu" guards, and wondered to himself, could it be that heaven is like the world, and there is a so-called guard of honor?

But looking at the appearance of the giant spirit god, it is only a shadow, and there are no gods around him that are similar in size to him.

Obviously, this "giant spirit god" is not an ordinary guard at all, but just as the angel said, he is a rare hero.

Looking at the mighty body, Zhao Ji felt that if he had such a great general, what a wonderful thing it would be?

Just relying on this huge and unparalleled majestic body, if you step on it at will, the ground may be cracked, and even the footprints will become huge pits one after another.

The human spear pierced his leg, maybe it was just like being bitten by a mosquito, and there was no more pain.

Just as he was dreaming, he suddenly saw the divine light burst out from the eyes of the giant spirit god, piercing the void and rushing towards Zhao Ji.

Lin Lingsu's body stood in front of Zhao Ji.

The momentum rose in the void, and Lin Lingsu's figure swayed slightly, as if he had started a contest with the giant spirit god.

The giant spirit god withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to Zhao Ji.

At the same time, Lin Lingsu's figure also disappeared before Zhao Ji's eyes.

"Dang" sound.

The solemn music sounded, and countless fairies emerged from the void, guiding all the guests attending the banquet to their seats.

The angels and other attendants who accompanied Zhao Ji along the way quietly retreated after entrusting Zhao Ji to Xiantong.

Under the leadership of Xiantong, Zhao Ji stepped on the light clouds. He didn't need to walk here like before, but just stood on the clouds, letting the clouds drift in the void, and finally came to the position arranged by his master.

The celestial maidens descended from the sky, but they did not land on the ground, but were suspended in the void, stepping on the beat of the music, dancing an incredible dance.

The feathers fluttered and the music was elegant. The guests who were already sitting behind the seats were enjoying the charming dance of the celestial maidens with great interest.

Zhao Ji's eyes were blurred.

He is a well-known emperor of art, not only has good handwriting and created the admirable "thin gold body", but also has high attainments in painting, "his literary talent is a hundred times better than that of Master Li. "

Before he ascended the throne, he was a famous prodigal prince in Bianliang City in Tokyo. He met his son-in-law Wang Shen and others, and developed a frivolous character. That's why Zhang Dun yelled the famous sentence "The king is frivolous and cannot be an emperor".

However, as an artist, Zhao Ji's appreciation is countless times higher than that of ordinary people. In addition, after becoming the emperor, he is more willing to enjoy it.

Such an emperor with extraordinary eyesight was also attracted by the dance in front of him, even more immersed in it than others.

The faint music lingered in Zhao Ji's ears, tightly grasping Zhao Ji's heartstrings, making him ecstatic and unwilling to wake up for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, the music changed from lingering to exciting, and the dancers in the banquet also changed from celestial maidens to heavenly soldiers and generals holding magical weapons.

The extremely tragic atmosphere gradually permeated the entire banquet. Every participating heavenly soldier and general waved the magic blade in their hands expressionlessly, as if they were fighting an invisible enemy, showing the cruelty of war to everyone.

Zhao Ji has never seen such a turbulent dance of war, his eyebrows danced for a while, and his face turned pale for a while.

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