Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 643 Wanjun, how come you have learned to flatter me?

The scales of the dragons of the Lingxiao Realm are stronger than almost all armor in the world.

However, it is not seamless and flawless.

However, the gaps between dragon scales are extremely small, even thinner than a toothpick, so under normal circumstances, these gaps can be ignored.

Moreover, a dragon with the eighth level of cultivation will instinctively use its true energy to protect its body.

Under normal circumstances, something like what happened today would never happen unless Gu Xu deliberately used the power of "Heaven's Mandate" to play a prank.

  However, today, perhaps because Jiang Zhaoyue was born with a bit of bad luck, due to a moment of negligence, her tail was caught on Gu Xu's fishing hook with an almost impossible tiny chance!

"Could it be that this dragon owed a huge debt to Heaven in its previous life, so Heaven is targeting it to death in this life?"

Gu Xu felt quite helpless about this.

He came to the lake with a fishing rod, undoubtedly imitating the story of Jiang Taigong fishing.

With his physique that is in harmony with the great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he might inadvertently capture an opportunity for enlightenment, and then come up with an improvement to the talismans or formations, or research a powerful new spell.

It can be said that what he was fishing for on this trip was not fish, but inspiration.

However, unexpectedly, what finally took the bait was a dragon!

Jiang Zhaoyue let out a long groan, twisted his body a few times, and shook off the fishing hook. He glared at Gu Xu fiercely with his purple dragon eyes, then dived into the water and ignored him.

Han Shunxi witnessed all this and was stunned.

He couldn't help but sigh: Your Majesty is indeed the Holy Lord destined by heaven in the Great Wilderness! Not only does he keep the dragons that fell from the sky in his own lake, but he can also catch dragons even if he fishes with an empty hook!

With this thought in mind, Han Shunxi looked at Gu Xu with more and more awe in his eyes.

He became more and more convinced that his resolute and first-hand surrender to His Majesty at the moment when His Majesty led his troops into the imperial city was the most critical and wisest decision he had ever made in his life.

If not for this, he would have lived his whole life as a small eunuch in obscurity, following the eunuchs headed by Cao Tong in a submissive manner. It would have been even more impossible for him to witness His Majesty changing the world and creating a prosperous era step by step, or even to leave his own name in history books one day.

At this time, Gu Xu stood up from the lake and walked towards the imperial study not far away.

Han Shunxi immediately followed.

"Shunxi," Gu Xu suddenly turned around and looked at him as he stepped over the threshold, and asked, "What kind of skills are you practicing now?"

"It's 'The Secret of Tide Rising', Your Majesty." Han Shunxi lowered his head and answered respectfully.

"The court of the Great Qi is really stingy. It's reluctant to even give you a better set of martial arts." Gu Xu smiled faintly and commented.

"The Secret of Tide Rising" is a mid-level martial art with water attributes.

In the eyes of outsiders, it may be quite rare, but in Gu Xu's opinion, it seems a little too ordinary.

After a pause, he continued, "I have just compiled a new technique that I think is quite suitable for you. If you don't mind the trouble of changing techniques, you might as well give it a try."

When Han Shunxi heard Gu Xu's words, his eyes widened, his face showing both surprise and excitement.

He knew clearly that His Majesty, as a powerful saint and the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei, had a deep understanding of the great Dao of heaven and earth that might even surpass that of some powerful True Lords of the eighth realm.

The skills, spells, and talismans he created are highly respected in today's Daxia and are regarded as priceless treasures by countless people.

Han Shunxi obviously had never expected that he would have such an honor to receive personal instruction from His Majesty and become the first practitioner of a newly compiled set of exercises.

"It's no trouble. I don't mind it at all!" He hurriedly bowed his head and was about to kneel down to express his gratitude.

But Gu Xu gently waved his sleeves, and his true energy turned into an invisible wind that supported his body and prevented him from saluting.

Then he took out his Jinghong brush, and with the pen in the air, he sketched out the shadow of an ancient thin book.

The phantom quickly solidified into a solid entity and landed steadily in the palm of his hand.

"This is the 'Moon-Grabbing and Sea-Diaoping Sutra' that I just came up with," he said, "It is superior to your 'Chao Sheng Jue' in every aspect. It is a reward for your hard work during this period."

Han Shunxi took the thin book and expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

On the cover of the thin book, a picture comes to life.

A fishing rod stretched out from the bright moon, and the fishing line hung from the sky like a silk thread, falling into the vast ocean.

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The spring of the Great Wilderness arrived as expected.

The peach blossoms in Jiange are in full bloom, burning all over the mountaintops; the weeping willows by the Luo River are sprouting new buds, full of vitality.

The talisman masters of Longmen Academy were working overtime to study and deduce the formation, fearing that they would not be able to complete the task before the deadline set by the emperor.

The monks of the Purple Mansion Army sat in the Wuying Hall, practicing the Xiahuang Sutra without sleep or food, fearing that they would fall behind others if they slacked off. The officials of the Exorcist Departments in various places, holding generous salaries far higher than those of the previous dynasty and piles of "killing ghost talismans" and "fire characters", searched for traces of ghosts in and outside the city, in the countryside and in the mountains and forests.

Gu Xu, dressed in a blue shirt, sat in the imperial study of Changchun Garden. His eyes penetrated the star map and surveyed every corner of this vast land.

Everything is going according to plan and seems to be moving steadily in a good direction.

however.

On the 23rd day of March in the second year of Yuanshi, something that was destined to happen finally happened.

That morning, Gu Xu, as usual, gently kissed Zhao Yan who was lying beside him, then climbed up from the couch, put on a single piece of clothing, stood by the window, and looked out quietly.

It is now the hour of Mao, also known as the beginning of the day.

The moon had already set.

But the sun still didn't rise.

The wilderness is still sleeping in the endless darkness.

The leaves outside the dormitory kept shaking and rustling in the wind, and in this dark atmosphere, they seemed like ghostly shadows.

Gu Xu stood there for a long time.

He realized that the legendary "Long Night" had quietly arrived.

As early as two years ago, when Da Qi had not yet perished, Luo Chuan, Wang Jian, Xiao Wanjun and others had already begun preparing for the arrival of this long night and rebuilt the "Shenjiying" for this purpose.

At that time, Gu Xu had just finished the promotion assessment. He drew the wooden stick of "Suzaku" from the stick tube in Chu Fengge's hand and became a member of the reserve force of the Shenjiying of Da Qi.

But after that, too many things happened.

Kong Xuan Sanren held a sacrificial ceremony, the Nine-Infant Snake Demon broke out of the seal, Luojing City was breached by the Ghost King of Mangshan, and Gu Xu became a traitor...

Until the dynasty changed and the new emperor ascended the throne.

Compared with these thrilling events, the "long night" that occurs once every few decades seems somewhat dull.

However, Gu Xu did not dare to take it lightly.

After getting dressed, he went to the imperial study and summoned Princess Zhaoning of the previous dynasty and Xiao Wanjun, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion of this dynasty.

Xiao Wanjun was still dressed in a simple scholar's outfit.

Hair is tied with a wooden hairpin and feet are wearing wooden clogs.

The waves on her chest that used to rise and fall seemed to be tightly bound by the cloth today, becoming less noticeable than before.

At first glance, she looks like a handsome man with red lips and white teeth.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" She walked into the house, bowed to Gu Xu and saluted respectfully.

"Have a seat!" Gu Xu pointed to the chair opposite the desk, motioning her to sit down, and then got straight to the point, "Wanjun, you should have seen that the long night has arrived today."

Now Gu Xu already knows that in the Great Wilderness prison carefully built by Taishang Haotian, the "Long Night" is a regular purge of the prisoners.

During this period, the evil spirit will be stronger than usual, and the ghosts will become more ferocious and powerful.

Faced with the rampant invasion of ghosts and monsters, the people of the Great Wilderness and even the monks would suffer heavy casualties, resulting in countless tragedies of broken families and deaths.

"Actually, Your Majesty," Xiao Wanjun said after a moment's silence, "I was very worried when I found that the sun had not risen this morning. I was afraid that the local government and the people would not take adequate precautions, which would lead to the situation getting out of control and the disaster spreading.

“But after I saw the official documents sent from various places through the formation, I found that the actual situation was much better than I expected.

"This is actually all thanks to your majesty's usual efforts to improve discipline and work hard to govern the country.

“Because Your Majesty not only led by example and personally killed many evil spirits, but also spared no effort to support the exorcism departments in various parts of Daxia to eliminate demons and prevent disasters before they happen.

“So, when the long night came, although the individual strength of the ghosts and monsters became much stronger, their numbers decreased a lot, and their overall strength was not as good as that of the Great Qi period.

"When they attacked towns and villages like crazy this morning, the officials of the Exorcist Department stopped them without much effort..."

Gu Xu listened to her report quietly while probing a ray of his spiritual consciousness into the star map. After confirming that everything she said was true, he felt a little calmer and more relaxed.

When she finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Wanjun, how come you have learned to flatter me?"

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