After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 330

When Zuo Dodge walked into the formation, no one noticed anything unusual.

He was not surprised, but he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Wuju Qi was a bit too domineering.

Thanks again to Corpse Zong and Hydroxykong for their gifts.

Walking into the territory, I saw Cao Fang. This former guard of the Yue Palace has been doing his duty since he was sent by the Ninth Prince. He is definitely a good employee.

Zuo Daoqi smiled slightly in his heart, bypassed Cao Fang and came to the inner courtyard, unfolded his consciousness, and immediately discovered the familiar aura of the imperial concubine and the other two.

Tuotuo and Su Yuchan.

Interesting, Su Yuchan didn't run away?

But he was too lazy to pursue these things at the moment, and just walked into the attic where the noble concubine was, and the noble concubine was practicing.

Instead of sitting cross-legged like ordinary monks, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth through meditation.

Instead, he was sitting in front of the desk, playing the qin with bare hands, while the sound of the qin was playing, there was aura flowing slowly, turning into a kind of vigorous vitality.

The sound of the piano is curling, with a kind of exuberant force of life. It seems that from the sound of the piano, one can hear the grass growing from the open space after the heavy rain, growing vigorously, and swaying in the wind again, exuding a unique charm.

Zuo Dodge couldn't help but marvel at this scene.

The imperial concubine's understanding of practice seems to be somewhat beyond her expectations.

She unexpectedly found another way, using the sound of the piano to vent her physical desires, but also constantly arousing spiritual energy to fill her body with the seeds of life magic power in her desires.

This method is really something that Zuo Dodge has never seen before.

So Zuo Daoqi's heart moved, thinking that the imperial concubine was unwilling to double cultivate with him before, he understood that the imperial concubine would have some hurdles in his heart after all.

He knew in his heart that the noble concubine had her own in her heart, and she was willing to follow him and come out of the capital all the way, which can be proved.

But then he felt ashamed, he felt sorry for the noble concubine, he thought that after coming to Yuezhou, he would live happily with her, but because of various coincidences, he went to the Tianmo historical site again, ignoring the noble concubine's feelings .

He didn't bother the concubine, but stood quietly behind her, using the indiscernible way to draw the spiritual energy in the world to the attic, so that the concubine could absorb the spiritual energy better.

It may be because the former cultivation base was abolished, and the speed of the imperial concubine's cultivation is not fast. It has been a year since he left, and the imperial concubine's cultivation base is still in the state of Qi, far from being able to establish a foundation.

After a long time, the sound of the piano finally stopped.

The imperial concubine's voice came slowly, still as gentle as before, with a unique maternal nature.

"You're back."

Zuo Daoqi was a little surprised that the concubine could find him, but he didn't ask, he just took a few steps forward, squatted down to be at the same level as the concubine, and said softly, "Well, I'm back."

Just like family.

The imperial concubine also noticed this atmosphere, and she habitually reached out to stroke Zuo Dodge's head.

"You've lost some weight."

"I miss my sister, and I lose weight unconsciously."

"Why do you think I'm thin? You talk nonsense every day." The imperial concubine patted Zuo Daoqi with anger and joy.

The two seemed to be in love, and the imperial concubine finally realized this, so she got up slowly in an extremely elegant posture, avoiding Zuo Daoqi's hand imperceptibly.

"The emperor is dead."

All the way back, Zuo Dodge already knew the news.

In October last year, Emperor Yuanji passed away, and the whole country mourned. After that, the nine sons, King Yue, ascended the throne and proclaimed themselves emperor, with the name Zhengming!

"Ah."

The imperial concubine looked into the distance, "Let's go back too, after all, he is Ling Shu's father."

Zuo Dodge's face froze, and there was a stabbing pain in his heart.

He knew in his heart that amidst the entanglement, the imperial concubine finally made a choice, not to become his own woman, but to get along with him as Ji Lingshu's mother.

There was an ugly smile on his face, and he said softly, "Well, my sister has been away from Beijing for almost two years, and it's time for Lingshu to go back."

"Yeah, I thought about it too."

The imperial concubine looked back to the south, and that was the direction of Kyoto.

Zuo Daoqi stretched out his hand to dress the imperial concubine, just like in the past.

But she was avoided by the noble concubine, and said softly, "Okay, you don't need to worry about me, I'm still a beginner in cultivation, and I'm not that fragile."

Zuo Dodge's heart stings even worse, and his smile becomes more forced.

Here, the two stood facing each other, but there seemed to be a crack that could not be peeked in between.

A sense of nothingness almost swallowed Zuo Dodge.

After the imperial concubine walked in, he stood for a long time and then walked out of the attic.

"Tuo Tuo, Su Yuchan, drink with me!"

Under the moon, the three of them drank together.

Zuo Dodge sat on the attic with a loose posture and one foot in the air.

"You guys said, what is the purpose of practicing for a lifetime?"

Tot can drink a lot, just smiles reservedly, his cheeks are rosy.

Su Yuchan, on the other hand, has no mana, only relying on her physical body. At this moment, she was a little drunk from Zuo Daoqi's wine. She stood up, picked up the jug, and said with her tongue out.

"Nature is invincible in the world, and the world praises it!"

"Isn't this becoming Confucianism, why bother to seek fame all one's life." Zuo Daoqi laughed.

Hearing this, Su Yuchan rubbed her chin, tipped up the jug, and dripped a few drops of wine.

"That's for longevity and freedom, the sword opens the fairy gate!"

Zuo Dodge examined his heart, shook his head slightly, "Yes, and no."

Totuo suddenly said, "Miss Su said that what other monks want, the master is different from others, from Lenggong to Qiren's mansion, and now here, the master seems to be forced by others. on."

"I see!"

Su Yuchan interrupted her a little rudely. "You must want to be number one in the world, and no one dares to mess with you, so you can do whatever you want."

Zuo Daoqi was taken aback suddenly, and stared at Su Yuchan in a daze.

Do whatever you want...

Whatever you want.

Practicing and practicing, what is cultivated is the way, and what is practiced is the heart.

My practice of Zuo Daoqi, along the way, only cultivates killing but not karma, and I don’t know anything about the six arts of immortality, but I... am I wrong?

That's right!

If I practiced alchemy, learned formations, and raised animals like an ordinary monk... I would have died outside the capital city.

I kill people to protect myself, looking straight at my heart, nothing but me.

Therefore, I cultivate the Tao, just as Su Yuchan said, I seek invincibility, freedom and freedom, but also a clear mind!

The breeze wrinkled, and Zuo Dodge subconsciously let go of the mana protecting his body.

Under the moonlight, the wind swayed the young man's figure, his black clothes billowing, and his long gray hair waving in the wind.

Suddenly, he saw a flying letter, which was sent to him by the royal secret method.

"Zuo Qing, I want to hold the Tianyuan Conference, do you have the heart to meet the heroes of the world with me?" '

The letter paper in his hand melted into the wind slightly, and the streamers flashed by.

Zuo Dodge suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha."

He didn't know what the Tianyuan Conference was, but his heart was inexplicably hot, and the heart that was stabbed by the imperial concubine suddenly became vivid at this moment.

'Will the world be a hero? '

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of boldness, and he understood how Li Bai wrote the phrase "Laughing up to the sky and going out, we are not from Penghao".

Holding the jug, Su Yuchan looked at the boy under the moon, her rosy cheeks were burning hot, and her eyes gradually became confused and admiring.

She looked at Zuo Dodge's gray hair since the death battle with the Three Immortals, and felt a slight pain in her heart.

For the boy in front of her, she didn't know what he had experienced, but she knew that those experiences were not all good.

The court conspiracy is everywhere, although it is not as good as the swords and swords in the practice world, but there are shocking murderous intentions everywhere!
Bang!

The flagon fell to the ground.

Zuo Daoqi disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Su Yuchan. He raised Su Yuchan's chin with his hand in a presumptuous manner, and asked with a wicked smile.

"Why didn't you go?"

That peerless genius, Leng Yue of the leading heroine script has all gone, but Su Yuchan, the woman he kidnapped to be his maid, has not left.

Obviously...

Obviously, Su Yuchan possessed mana, and as long as he swelled it slightly, he could dispel the smell of alcohol and break free from Zuo Daoqi's hand, which did not use mana and supernatural powers.

But she didn't do that, she just looked at Zuo Dodge with a strange and shy look.

Zuo Dodge laughed again, and looked at Tot, "You're really back."

He smiled presumptuously, with a touch of evil, and said to the two of them.

"Since you don't want to leave, let's go to bed today!"

The wind is getting stronger, but it is not the wind in Guangmo, but the wind under the moon.

Su Yuchan seemed shy, and quietly glanced at Zuo Daoqi, then at Tianshangyue.

Today's moon is a little brighter.

Zuo Dodge, whose eyes were also a bit confused, also looked at Yue'er, "So I'm shy."

Unexpectedly, Su Yuchan suddenly raised her head, as if she could see what was going on in his mind, and said in a pointed tone.

"There is nothing perfect in the world, just like this moon has its ups and downs, and people also have their joys and sorrows..."

When Zuo Daoqi heard the words, he seemed to be thinking, and then his body swayed, Feng Xu was riding the wind, as if he was climbing to the sky step by step, and suddenly the spiritual flames surged into the sky, surrounded by silver light.

His spiritual flame swept across at a terrifying speed, the spiritual energy was continuously gathered by him, a dragon gate appeared in the sky, the spiritual energy in his hand was continuously compressed, and a moment later, an extremely bright...moon appeared in his hand!

"I want the moon to be full every night, and I want spring in the world!"

Under the moon, black clothes, white hair!
The wind is stronger.

Su Yuchan's beautiful eyes stared slightly, and Toto was also a little horrified.

Immediately, Su Yuchan seemed to remember something, Zuo Daoqi's frivolity made her feel uneasy, a little angry, shy, and a little ready to move, as if looking forward to it.

However, when she came back to her senses, she saw Zuo Dodge leaning on the railing, with one hand in Tot's arms, and he was already asleep.

She couldn't help laughing angrily, and snorted coldly.

I don't know if it's against Todd, who is on the left of Dodge, or against Dodge on the left.

Tuotuo was baffled, she didn't understand the unique shyness of Central Plains women under thousands of years of Confucianism.
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The next day, in the land of Nine Mountains, a carriage came out, pulled by dragons and animals. The carriage was decorated with jewels and gems, so luxurious, and there were auras floating on it. If you look carefully, you can see many auras are inlaid on it, which is very beautiful. .

The young man came without a name, so he went away happily.

When he came out, he looked disheartened and slightly embarrassed.

Back in Beijing, Zuo Daoqi naturally didn't intend to wrong the imperial concubine.

Zuo Dodge sat on the shaft of the car, holding a jug of wine in his hand.

Last night's hangover made him suddenly realize that wine is a good thing.

He has been depressed for too long.

The imperial concubine's estrangement was just a trigger, and he has been suppressing his true heart since he came out of the capital.

Huo Feng'er's passing away and Zhu Hongyan's leaving are all bad news.

He is not fragile, but he is not ruthless either. Of course, he has all the joys and sorrows of the world.

Zuo Dodge smiled slightly, lowered his eyebrows to look, as if a castle appeared in the sky.

He kicked in the air.

Quadruple Building! ——
Now the Zhengming Emperor of the Jin Dynasty has a great talent and strategy, and the news that he wants to hold the Tianyuan Conference has spread all over the world.

Some people disdain to smile...

Some people shake their heads and watch...

More dignified...

There are also those who decide to show their loyalty to the court.

There are so many different things.

It's just that Ji Lingjun doesn't care at the moment. At this moment, he is sitting on the dragon chair representing the Ninth Five-Year Lord in Hanyuan Hall, looking at Yuan Zhong below with an angry and impatient look.

"Teacher! How long are you going to keep it from me!?"

Yuan Zhong didn't say a word, just stood quietly, looking at the young and majestic little emperor.

"Zuo Qing told me that the death of my mother and concubine is related to you. Who are you hiding for? And what are you hiding?"

When Yuan Zhong heard this, a slight expression appeared on his face, and then disappeared quickly, as if he had never appeared before.

So Ji Lingjun became even more angry. He wanted to be a good emperor, but he also wanted to find out the real cause of the death of Concubine Xiao in the past. He also wanted to find out who was behind the scenes, who dared to risk the world and kill people in the palace!
He considered himself a Mingjun and wanted to be a Mingjun, so he invited Yuan Zhong here respectfully, asked him calmly, and waited quietly for him to reveal the truth that had been buried in dust for more than ten years.

Clang!
Ji Lingshu stood up suddenly, pulled out the ancestral sword from the side of the dragon chair behind him, and pointed the tip of the sword at Yuan Zhong.

"Yuan Zhong, are you trying to rebel!?"

"I ask you, is the ancestor sword sharp?!"

Yuan Zhen suddenly shouted, "Lee! The most powerful weapon in the world!"

Ji Lingjuan then asked again, "What about the truth of the past?"

Yuan Zhen laughed suddenly, knelt down suddenly, touched his head to the ground, and did not move for a long time.

After a long time, Liu Xi, who had become the eunuch of the Hanyuan Palace, stepped off the stage and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, Grand Master...is dead!"

Ji Lingjun froze slightly, and the ancestral sword fell from his hand, but it didn't land on the ground, but flew back to the scabbard behind him as if spiritually.

'Yuan Zhong... old thief! '

Tears flowed slowly from his eyes.

"Liu Xi, pass on the order. Yuan Taishi, a veteran of the three dynasties, is highly respected. Now he is discussing matters with me in the Hanyuan Palace. He died of exhaustion!"

"I am deeply ashamed, and I will keep my filial piety for Duke Yuan!"
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In Shangshu's house.

Gongsun Wuyong looked at the swordsman who was drinking tea with Zhang Weizheng with extremely shy eyes.

No one spoke, no one made unnecessary movements.

It was like a mime show, the two of them didn't have a word of dialogue, they just had a cup of tea each.

After a long time, Zhang Weizheng finally raised his head, put down the cup in his hand, and a smile appeared on his increasingly aged face.

"You found your own path."

Zi Gudao didn't answer, but put down the tea set in his hand, got up and left.

A sharp sword intent spread throughout the alley.

Gongsun Yong lowered his head until the sword intent completely disappeared before he came behind Zhang Weizheng.

"Zhang Xiang, His Majesty is really planning to hold that... Tianyuan Conference?"

Zhang Weizheng smiled slightly, "Yeah, he's an ambitious kid, I've sent people down to prepare, and Chen Guanshi has already set off to deliver invitations for me."

When Gongsun Yong heard this, he hesitated for a long time, and finally asked the question in his heart.

"Then how many sects do you think are willing to come?"

Zhang Weizheng laughed out loud.

"Ten percent!"

Gongsun Yong was a little skeptical.

"If you don't come, he will invite you."

So Gongsun Yong understood the meaning of ten percent in Zhang Weizheng's mouth.

If you don't come, you won't come.

Because it's not a sect anymore.

He began to think about the Yuan Assembly that day.

This is the first major event that Emperor Zhengming will do after ascending the throne, to subdue the whole world by force.

From Shendan to Yangshen, monks and warriors were not limited, and even the Confucian families in Yingchuan sent invitations. If they wanted to, they could go on stage and fight.

As a samurai, such a stage definitely made him excited.

The real world...first?
(End of this chapter)