Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 226 Red Bean and Osmanthus Rice Balls
"White dragon?"

Peng Yu took out the treasure map Zhuan Yun gave him.

"According to the geographical location, this treasure map is in Baihe County. Zhuan Yun said that this is a treasure house left by a saint."

Naturally, Peng Yu thought of the origin of Baihe County.

In Baihe Dharma Realm, the predecessor of Baihe County, there is a "Sage of Baihe", who is said to be transformed by an ancient white dragon.Yuan Yiling mentioned in the past that the Baihe sage might return to life.

"This treasure map is most likely the 'Qinghe Treasure House' of the Baihe sage. 'Kunhao' reminded me of Bailong, asking me to get this treasure of heaven and earth earlier? But if the sage returns to life..."

Peng Yu changed his mind: so what if he returns to life?If you dare to confront Da Kun Shenchao, let alone his treasure house, you will die again if you come alive.If he is willing to Zhao'an, his treasure house will naturally still belong to him.All I want is the treasure of Qiankunzong.

"But we must hurry up and get ready and try to take a look."

Yuanjun Palace was eerie and strange, and Peng Yu didn't dare to stay here for a long time.

After "Kun Hao" left, he also turned and left.

The gate of the palace fell, and Yuanjun Palace returned to calm.Yuanjun on the shrine suddenly moved. She stretched her hands, and after changing to a folded posture, she continued to meditate.

Walking out of Yuanjun Hall, Peng Yu wandered aimlessly around the Tiangong.

With his status, as long as he doesn't run around with the empresses in the harem, there is nothing forbidden in Tiangong to stop him.

While walking, he thought about the weird behavior of "Kun Hao".

"A majestic prince, the king of innate gods, was forced to feign death to escape, and he didn't even dare to claim his identity. The so-called trinity, the last person who controls Kunhao's physical body, is that scary?"

Peng Yu was curious about that person's background, but he told him rationally: don't investigate, don't listen to "Kunhao"'s instigation, the enemy and us are unknown for the time being, so don't stand in line casually.

"The 'Third Person' has not provoked me so far. If I casually investigate the 'Seven Strange Tales', it will easily lead to disaster."

Anyway, my goal is just to collect rings, when the time comes to pat my butt and go home, I will leave the mess to "Kun Hao" and let him torment himself.

"But this guy is really generous and has a wider heart than me. I use his body, but he doesn't feel disgusted at all."

If someone runs to the earth to occupy his physical body when his soul is absent.Thinking of that person taking away my parents and friends makes me sick just thinking about it.

Walk to a pond and look at the bright moon reflected in the water.Similar to the earth, the silver light is shining and swaying with the water waves.

However, Earth's moon is a satellite.but here...

Looking up at the sky, beyond the nine great atmospheres, the lunar star is the right eye of the Taixuan Demon Mother.

Back then, the Trinity of the Demon Mother devoured the sun, moon and stars, and the Hunyuan leader used her eyes to turn them into the sun and the moon afterwards.

Peng Yu sighed quietly.

Decades have passed, and I don't know how the time flows between the two worlds.What happened to father and mother.

"Your Highness, is there something on your mind?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind.

"Yes, I was thinking about how to kill you." Peng Yu turned around and looked at the handsome young man: "The banquet is over?"

Zhuan Yun: "It's over." He hid one hand behind his back, not knowing what he was doing.

"Then why don't you go home quickly and stay here. Tiangong is not a place for you to stay."

Look around, the current location is at the handover of the front court and the harem.Coming from Qianlin Pavilion, it is obvious that there is a lot of detours.

"Tell me, if you yell a few times, send someone to take you down, saying that you are spying on the palace..."

"Your Highness will not expose me, and His Majesty will not blame me for such a trivial matter. After all, I am giving a gift to Your Highness."

The hand behind him flashed out, it was a small bamboo cage, in which dozens of colorful butterflies were flying.

"Is this a dream butterfly?"

"Yes, it contains the dream of the Emperor Ling, as well as some special butterflies of the spirit dream."

In addition to Linghuang's dream butterfly, there are also silver, gold, and purple butterflies in the bamboo cage.

"The silver butterfly is the inheritance of immortal art, and it may be helpful for His Highness to study Qian Kun immortal art."

Peng Yu looked at the five gleaming silver dream butterflies, and asked curiously, "Are you so kind?"

"I've always been a good person, it's just that His Highness misunderstood me."

Ha ha……

A person who almost wrote "rebellion" on his face actually said that he was a good person.

"Then what is this purple butterfly?"

"The precognitive dream is a divination dream made by a certain immortal with great supernatural powers. Absorbing this dream, you can see a fragment of your future."

"The future? The most unbelievable thing is the so-called divination. If the divination works, it means that it cannot be changed. If it can be changed, what is the use of divination?"

Faced with Peng Yu's "secondary two" speech, Zhuan Yun shook his head and laughed: "Time is a long river. The so-called divination of the future is just a glimpse of the possibility of the future. If it is beneficial, follow the future. If it is unfavorable, cut off this line." Tributary. His Highness, take a look at the future, maybe it will help you."

"So, have you ever used such a precious predictive dream butterfly?"

"Used."

"What did you divination? Your family's future?"

"It's going to rain tomorrow."

"Huh?" After a while, Peng Yu realized: "Is it so random?"

"We are not gods in charge of dreams, so naturally we cannot precisely control dreams. What we can predict depends on luck. Otherwise, the price of the 'foreseeing butterfly' is not what it is now."

"What about this golden one?"

There are three golden dream butterflies, colliding with each other from time to time.

"Thinking Dream Butterfly. Thinking every day, dreaming at night. It can make people dream about the person or thing they want to see."

Then, Zhuan Yun explained that the black "Nightmare Butterfly" can make people have nightmares.The blue "dream attracting butterfly" can make people enter other people's dreams.The white "empty dream butterfly" can eliminate dreams and make people fall asleep peacefully.

Peng Yu was surprised.

Even when he was studying in Simu Palace, those teachers brought out all kinds of weird gadgets, but he had never seen such a wide variety of "dream butterflies".

"This gift is very good, I like it."

Putting down the bamboo cage, Peng Yu looked straight at Zhuan Yun.

Zhuan Yun bowed his body and saluted, and walked out of the palace.

"Wait—" Peng Yu remembered something: "Do you know the specific information about Luomen Pass?"

Zhuan Yun shook his head slightly: "At the banquet, His Majesty only talked about a great victory, but did not reveal the details."

"Gu doesn't like to owe favors. Let me tell you in advance, the reason why Zhuan Yang can participate is because the enemy set up a fighting platform..."

After Peng Yu told the military situation at Luomen Pass, Zhuan Yun had a serious expression: "Dou Zhantai? How did you get it?"

"This is also a lonely doubt. Of course, the emperor will definitely ask the Temple of War tomorrow. If you are interested, you may wish to pay attention. In addition, regarding Zhuanyang's military rewards, you may wish to do some activities."

"He's your reading companion, don't you plan to help?"

"I'm still underage, and I'm not interested in acting like a baby to my father. Your family is quite powerful in the military, and his promotion will naturally be arranged by you."

Zhuan Yun thanked Peng Yu for the news.

Knowing the information in the army in advance, he can help his younger brother operate and try to find a good job.

Soon, Zhuan Yun left Tiangong, and Peng Yu turned back to Qianyuan Hall.

Because of the plot of Luomenguan, the emperor didn't plan to rest at all tonight, and started to deal with the aftermath directly.

On the one hand, they sent people to Longyin County, and on the other hand, they directly held the War God Temple accountable, and asked several martial saints to give an explanation.

Peng Yu was lying on the bed, carrying the bamboo cage presented by Zhuan Yun.

Butterflies dance lightly, and dreams come and go in the brilliance.

He reached out and hit a "Spirit Emperor Dream Butterfly".

The dream of Linghuang opened again.

……

In the dark and damp cell, his eyes swept across one dark room after another.

"Peng Yu" covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and told the man beside him, "Li Ge, is that all?"

"I can only find these, time is short, and there are not many death row prisoners to be found."

"That's it, plant the pox poison on them."

The man hesitated, and Peng Yu saw the young Linghuang through his dark eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this? If Gao Xuan knows, she will definitely blame you."

"I don't care about it. Let him survive first. Besides, he is protecting me from disaster."

Linghuang clenched his fists.That "smallpox" was a gift from a certain sister who wanted to kill him.But he didn't know that his own universe and immortal body formed a world of its own, and was not affected by the curse of smallpox.On the contrary, it was the cousin who had been with him all the year round, who was recruited, and also caused the curse of the queen of the acne god.

"Also, I don't know if this method will be successful."

Feeling the dream, Peng Yu saw that Emperor Ling used executed prisoners as an experiment to extract smallpox antibodies from the executed prisoners, and then put them into the blood of King Gaoyang.

In the end, one antibody was marginally successful.

"Sure enough, do we still need the blood of the same origin? The death row prisoner's ancestor is married to the Gao family, so he can barely use it?"

But the number of antibodies is too small.

In the end, Linghuang injected the antibody into his body, and the antibody was produced through the Qiankun Immortal Physique.

"It's the same as mine? So, Linghuang also used his own cultivation to save King Gaoyang?"

And the price Linghuang paid was far greater than that of Peng Yu.

Peng Yu was favored since he was a child, and all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures were sent to Simu Palace.He sacrificed his natal world, and he only needed to keep eating spiritual objects and elixir to make the world evolve slowly.

But Linghuang is different. When he was young, Linghuang was almost under house arrest in Tiangong, and he didn't have such benefits at all.

His natal world is at the same level, and its scale is equal to one-tenth of Peng Yu's.The price he paid was almost equivalent to a Sangong re-cultivation.

The dream was quickly shattered, Peng Yu opened his eyes and sat up again.

"Emperor Ling and King Gaoyang..."

how to say?

Perhaps, as the Emperor said, they are all arrogant people, and they all hope to control and arrange the fate of others?

Gao Xuan didn't like the experiment on death row prisoners, but Linghuang still chose this method in order to save him.

Emperor Ling didn't want to practice the Kunwu Divine Jue, but in order to keep him alive, King Gao Yang chose to force him to lose his kung fu and switch to the "Kunwu Heavenly Emperor Sutra".

They were all for the good of each other, but they chose the most unacceptable method for each other.

"However, Emperor Ling is smarter, and he didn't tell King Gao Yang the truth about the survival of smallpox back then."

Shaking his head, Peng Yu continued to study the butterfly in the bamboo cage.

This time, he activated a silver butterfly.

The butterfly turned into blue smoke and penetrated into the center of the eyebrows, and a "Space Splitting Immortal Art" was absorbed by the soul.

This is a kind of fairy art that tears space and uses space superposition to form a blade weapon.

"Barely useful."

Peng Yu realized it carefully, and absorbed several other silver butterflies.But no more useful butterflies are encountered, most of them are fairy arts such as "shrinking the ground into an inch" and "exploring the bag".What Peng Yu knows is better than inheriting immortal arts.

Finally, he activates a golden butterfly.

Butterfly wandered around, and Jin Hui wrapped Peng Yu bit by bit, making him fall into a long-lost dream.

……

drip-drip-

Peng Yu was woken up by the phone's alarm.In a daze, I took out my phone to check the time, and suddenly woke up: "No, I have to catch a plane this morning!"

Get up quickly.I saw the sun shining in through the cracks in the curtains.

He hurried downstairs.

"Mom, where's the luggage? Sister Zhang and I are going to the airport right away."

"Don't worry, let's have a bowl of glutinous rice balls first. It's so late, why are you catching a plane?"

Night?
It's clearly morning now——

Suddenly, he saw night outside the window on the first floor.Looking from the scenic spot, Wanjia lights illuminate the streets, and there are fireworks in the distance from time to time.

"Today is the Lantern Festival. Don't talk about work, eat glutinous rice balls first."

"That's right." The middle-aged man on the sofa put down the newspaper: "It's rare for our family to be reunited. Didn't it mean that we will live in the mountains for a day today and get up early tomorrow to watch the sunrise? How can there be any plane? Are you dreaming?"

Peng Yu hesitated to speak, watching his parents sit at the table.

He sat down silently, in front of him was a bowl of red bean osmanthus glutinous rice balls.

In a bowl full of red bean paste, seven or eight small glutinous rice balls the size of longan are buried, and the light yellow sweet-scented osmanthus is dotted on the top.

The family reunion, for some reason, Peng Yu's heart was surging, and he had the urge to cry.

"Eat slowly, there is still in the pot. By the way, Lao Peng, after watching the sunrise tomorrow, you are going to the company again?"

"Well, the flight in the afternoon, how about the two of you?"

"I'm in the evening. Xiao Yu is in the afternoon, right? It seems to be flying to Hainan?"

"Yeah. Hainan." Peng Yu put down the spoon, he already remembered this memory, it was the Shangyuan Festival in his time, and his family ran to the mountain to celebrate the festival.

So, it's just a dream.

Peng Yu felt a little sad.

His father picked up a chicken leg for him: "Don't focus on work, homework is more important, and the college entrance examination is coming soon."

"Don't worry, don't worry about my study?"

Mother then pushed her favorite fruit to her.

The family of three enjoyed themselves happily, and Peng Yu talked with his parents about family affairs after a long absence, and told about his own affairs.

"I met a few friends outside. I also learned a lot of new things. If I come back one day, I may be able to hold a concert directly."

Facing his parents, he told about his experience in Dakun Dynasty.

As time passed, the white mist slowly floated up, and everything in front of me gradually blurred.

Peng Yu greedily looked at the parents in front of him, wanting to keep them in his mind forever.

"I will return."

In the end, it all comes down to nothing.

……

When he opened his eyes, he was still on the big bed in the gorgeous palace.

Thinking of the scene in the dream, Peng Yu was a little depressed.

Being alone outside, the most homesickness is hard to get rid of.

"Your Highness?"

Sun Xiushu came over.

"What time is it now?"

"A moment at a time."

"Then get up, I won't be able to sleep anyway."

Peng Yu sat up, Sun Xiushu asked people to wash up, and asked: "Your Highness, would you like some breakfast?"

"Forget it, I don't have an appetite—wait a minute, get me a bowl of red bean osmanthus glutinous rice balls."

Sun Xiushu bowed her body and immediately went down to prepare.

Not long after, she came over with glutinous rice balls herself.

In the small green bowl, there are five lychee-sized white dumplings, with two goji berries and a pinch of sweet-scented osmanthus honey in the middle.

It is completely different from the red bean and osmanthus glutinous rice balls eaten at home.

Peng Yu scooped up a spoonful and bit into it lightly. The sweet red bean paste flowed out slowly. With the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus, it stimulated the appetite very much.

however……

After eating one, he put down the bowl.

Indeed, it is not a world after all.

(End of this chapter)