Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Li Daoxuan carefully observed Xiaobai on his wrist, and even opened his eyes.

Under the eyes of the sky, the white snake's body is shining with brilliance, and a bright and clear figure can be seen faintly, which is the true spirit that it has gradually formed after breaking through the Yin God Realm.

The divine power of incense and fire lingered around it, like invisible auspicious clouds, quite fairy-like.

Obviously, Xiao Bai is gradually shedding his demon body and evolving towards a fairy beast or a divine beast. This kind of potential and talent is probably not inferior to the legendary Bai Suzhen.

"Master, Xiaobai sleeps for a while..."

The white snake murmured softly, and soon fell into a deep sleep, lying motionless on Li Daoxuan's wrist.

After molting its skin, it looked very tired.

"Woof, Xiaobai, come and fight with me!"

Xiaotian seemed very excited. Hearing that Xiaobai had actually attracted Lei Jie, his heart was full of fighting spirit, and he wanted to show it in front of the master, to prove who is the number one beast beside him.

"What are you sleeping on, come and fight with me!"

"If you lose, you will call me the boss from now on!"

"Woof, if you don't get up again, I'm going to make a move!"

Li Daoxuan glanced at it, then lightly patted the Three Realms Gourd on his waist, and sucked it in, and the whole world became silent immediately.

Among the gourds of the three realms, Xiaotian fell from the sky and threw a big hole in the ground.

It looked up to the sky and howled, full of grief and indignation.

The master is eccentric, in order to protect Xiaobai, he actually put himself into the gourd, hum, isn't it just to attract thunder disaster?
I can scream too!
It worked so hard that a dog actually learned to sit cross-legged like a human, and began to practice hard.

Xiaobai must never be allowed to focus on the beauty of the front, the master's favorite beast can only be himself!
Outside the calabash.

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, and didn't intervene. He just took advantage of this opportunity to let Xiaotian practice hard. The dragon and tiger golden elixir he had eaten before had not been fully digested.

At this time, a sound transmission paper crane flew over.

"Tai Chong, everything is ready, let them come to see you tomorrow."

This is Li Shimin's voice.

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly. The "them" His Majesty mentioned refers to the members of the first generation of Hidden Dragons. Li Daoxuan placed high hopes on this soon-to-be-established organization.

Datang cannot rely on him alone, a splendid empire must have its own sharp sword.

Li Daoxuan will leave in the end, he can't be the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty forever, when the prosperous age comes, he will retire after success, hide in the mountains, and become a free and unfettered immortal.

Kingship and wealth have never been his pursuit.

At that time, Hidden Dragon will be a sharp weapon to protect the empire, but they still need to grow up.

"I don't know which immortal they will choose?"

Li Daoxuan smiled, with a bit of anticipation in his eyes.

……

Ganlu Temple.

Lou Ling, a girl in a black robe, saw the Emperor of Tang, but strangely, there was not a single eunuch around, not even the bad guy who called her back to Beijing.

Li Shimin looked at her and said calmly: "Don't be confused, you will hear a top-secret matter next. In the entire Tang Dynasty, only two people know the whole content. One is Zhen and the other is the national teacher."

Lou Ling's gaze moved, and she remembered the foundations she found when she entered Chang'an. Sure enough, it seemed that His Majesty and the national teacher were planning something.

In this way, the magnificent formation should be the work of the national teacher.

"There are so many talented people in the world. Originally, you had no chance to enter Zhelong, but the national teacher is optimistic about you, so, work hard, and don't let Taichong down."

Zhelong...

Hearing this name, Lou Ling felt a wave of emotion in his heart.

As a captain among bad people, she has long heard that His Majesty is planning to set up an organization called Zhelong. The members of Zhelong are expensive but not expensive. Personal advice!

Bad people all over the world want to enter Hidden Dragon, even the blind can see that this is an excellent opportunity to reach the sky in one step!

But Lou Ling didn't think much about it before, because she was withdrawn, had few friends, and had no support in the court. Because of that incident, she had a big fight with Li Chunfeng. After that, she took the initiative to ask for a transfer, and left angrily. Beijing.

If it weren't for the request of the national teacher, even a school captain among bad people might not be able to get such a good thing as entering Zhelong, let alone she is just a captain.

Lee Do Hyun...

Lou Ling silently recited the name in her heart.

"Taichong believes that those who sting the dragon should hide under the Nine Grounds, and it is not appropriate to reveal their identities, so they have prepared different masks for you."

Li Shimin gently pressed the mechanism on the dragon chair, and one wall slowly opened, revealing the secret room inside, filled with masks of various colors, all made of a special kind of bronze, mysterious and vicissitudes.

The third prince of Nezha, the king of Tota, the official of the Nine Obsidian Stars, the four meritorious officers...

Each mask actually corresponds to a different god and Buddha!
"These masks are made by the Qin Tianjian. They can isolate the primordial spirit and the prying eyes of the magic eye, and they can also hold your breath and hide them. They are all low-grade magic weapons. Now, you choose one."

Lou Ling was a little surprised, every mask is a low-grade magic weapon?
Although it is low-grade, the magic weapon is very precious. Most bad people only have one or two magic weapons in their hands. Even she, the captain, only has one magic weapon, which is the golden bow.

And it's just inferior.

Lou Ling looked at the masks of gods and Buddhas, her eyes were slightly confused, but soon, her eyes stopped on a mask, and she made a choice without hesitation.

There was a strange look in Li Shimin's eyes, and he said, "You really want to choose this?"

Lou Ling bowed and said firmly, "Return to Your Majesty, I want this!"

……

The next day, dawn.

Lou Ling, who had already put on a mask, walked in the Xuandu Temple, and the Taoists around turned a blind eye to her, allowing her to walk to the backyard, seemingly unaware.

But if someone observes carefully, they will find that the fallen leaves on the ground were suddenly crushed, forming shallow footprints one by one.

This is the unique ability of the mask, it can hold your breath and hide!

It is equivalent to the invisibility talisman in Taoism, but it is not a one-time consumable, but there are three opportunities to invisibility every day, and each time can last for half an hour.

Lou Ling came outside the small courtyard of Xuandu, and for a moment, several eyes looked at her in unison.

It was a group of people who also wore masks of gods and Buddhas. There were six people in total. Because of the induction between the masks, they found the invisible Lou Ling immediately.

When they saw the mask Lou Ling was wearing, they all showed curiosity and playfulness in their eyes.

"You are so bold, you dare to choose this fairy, don't you know, the one in the yard..."

A man wearing a God of Cookery mask seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by another man wearing a canopy marshal mask.

"Okay, don't talk about it, we are all here now, let's go in and meet the national teacher together."

The man wearing the canopy marshal's mask was tall and tall, with a fierce aura, full of blood, like a boiling oven, his words were quite strong, and he put himself in the position of leader invisibly.

The one wearing the God of Cookery mask was a fat man, dressed in silk and satin, with a potbellied appearance, he looked like a wealthy landlord, making Lou Ling frown slightly.

She began to silently observe everyone.

There are seven people in total, that is to say, there are currently only seven candidates for the first Hidden Dragon.

Among the seven people, the person wearing the canopy mask was likely to be from a bad person, and he had a high position, because he immediately said that everyone was here when he saw him coming.

It means that he knew in advance that Zhelong had seven people!
In addition to Marshal Tianpeng, there are two other people who should also be born in the army. Although they didn't speak, they had a soldier's unique temperament in their gestures.

Silence, restraint, perseverance.

Those two people were a man and a woman. The man was wearing the mask of Vulcan Zhu Rong, and the woman was wearing the mask of Dianmu and a purple robe. She was slender and slim, which made the man wearing the mask of Yuelao look sideways.

The last one is a man in a green robe, wearing a Qing Emperor mask, standing in a corner, with an extremely weak sense of existence.

When Lou Ling passed by him, the monster hunting bell on his waist rang softly, which showed that he was probably not a human being.

If it had been before, Lou Ling would definitely have taken action to subdue the demon, but outside the small courtyard of Xuandu, she did not act rashly. Not only she, but everyone else also discovered that the man wearing the mask of the Qing Emperor was not a human race, but they tacitly did not mention it. .

What they can all see, the national teacher must also be able to see. No one dares to raise any objections to the national teacher's arrangement.

Those who sting the dragon must obey the orders of the leader unconditionally, this is the iron law.

Tianpeng, God of Cookery, Zhu Rong, Dianmu, Yuelao, Qingdi, and the immortal chosen by Lou Ling, these are all members of the first generation of Hidden Dragon.

Next, they will enter this legendary small courtyard and meet the leader who was single-handedly selected by them, the Great Tang Imperial Teacher who has a prominent status and brilliant achievements.

After stepping into the gate of the small courtyard, Lou Ling found that even the most sloppy God of Cookery straightened up at this moment, and his demeanor became somewhat solemn.

The others were no exception, even the strong man wearing the canopy mask couldn't help but slow down his steps, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the courtyard.

What catches the eye is the green grass, colorful flowers, winding water, pavilions and pavilions.

Strictly speaking, this place is not considered luxurious, but in the eyes of everyone, it is even more beautiful and compelling than that of the imperial palace. When you step into this door, you will feel that the aura around you is several times stronger. calm.

Lou Ling's heart moved. She had heard that this place was originally the residence of a fairy named Taizhen. Later, Taizhen went on a trip and gave it to the national teacher Li Daoxuan. She didn't know if it was true or not.

For them, the Yang God is already the supreme realm, and the immortals above the Yang God... have always only existed in novels.

"Look, it's Master Li!"

"Hush, keep your voice down, the national teacher seems to be taking a nap!"

On the rattan bed in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, a handsome Taoist in white was sleeping on his side. His whole body was relaxed, as long as the trees of the green hills, and his breath was long and clear like the wind of the nine heavens.

Between exhalation and inhalation, the Taoist robe fluttered and danced, as if there was an invisible air surrounding the whole body, so light, it seemed to go away.

Li Daoxuan seemed to be asleep.

Everyone didn't dare to disturb his rest, so they could only stand there and wait quietly.

This stop is half an hour.

At this moment, the differences in the personalities of the crowd began to be revealed. The most relaxed person was the man wearing the Yuelao mask. He sat down directly, took out an ancient book, and carefully read it, regardless of the burning gaze of the canopy.

After a while, the fat man wearing the God of Cookery mask couldn't hold it anymore. He sat down panting, and took out dozens of skewers of barbecued meat and good rice wine from the magic storage vessel, and ate while waiting.

"Brother, do you want some?"

He also handed Yuelao a bunch, Yuelao smelled the fragrance and didn't refuse, picked up a bunch and started to eat, the two whispered, they seemed to share the same smell, and they quickly became familiar with each other.

It is worth mentioning that when eating and drinking, they only lifted the corner of the mask to expose only the mouth.

The others continued to stand motionless.

Time passed little by little, and two more hours passed, and it was already noon.

The first one who couldn't help it was the man wearing the Qingdi mask. He seemed to dislike the sun, so he hid under a willow tree. Finally, under the temptation of the God of Cookery and Yuelao, he also joined the foodie team.

Fatty is worthy of wearing a God of Cookery mask. The delicacies stored in the magical utensils are almost inexhaustible, and the fragrance even overwhelms the fragrance of flowers in the yard.

"It's not good for us to do this, what if the national teacher wakes up and blames the blame?"

The man in the mask of the Qing Emperor was a little worried.

The fat man paused for a while, and suddenly felt that the food in his mouth was not tasty.

He thought about it carefully, and said: "You are right. When the national teacher wakes up, I'm afraid we should be blamed. There are delicious food and we don't wait for him."

The man wearing the mask of Emperor Qing: "..."

The man wearing Yuelao's mask smiled and said, "Don't worry, with me here, the national teacher will never blame you!"

"Are you familiar with the national teacher?"

"Cooked, too familiar!"

"Let's put it this way, the two of us get along just like wearing a pair of pants!"

On the rattan bed, Li Daoxuan, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, froze slightly, his breathing almost stopped.

This guy is still as outspoken as before...

Except for the three brothers who eat and drink, the other four are all bad people. Talents selected from hundreds of thousands of troops, no matter how hot the sun is, they still hold their heads high and wait quietly, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry .

But there are also differences between them.

Tianpeng and Zhu Rong were purely resisting, standing there relying on tenacious willpower, but Lou Ling and Dianmu were different. They looked at Li Daoxuan, carefully observed the ups and downs of his breathing, and gradually fell into an epiphany.

A moment later, Dianmu was shocked all over, and blurted out: "Holding one in the middle, and relying on each other, I understand that this is a profound method of breathing and exhaling. The national teacher... is preaching to us! "

Lou Ling's eyes were lost, and he seemed to be completely immersed in the strange breathing rhythm. It was as if a thousand miles of wind was blowing in his ears, exchanging clouds with the blue sky, and he was naturally dependent on the mountains and rivers.

After a long time, her cold star-like eyes shone brightly.

"So that's how it is. Use the "Dragon Subduing Hand" to bring back the "True Intent of the Primordial Spirit" and use the "Blue Dragon Sword" to cut off distracting thoughts. Only in this way can you achieve the wonderful state of keeping one in the middle and holding one heart and breathing together!"

She glanced at the others, and said calmly: "It seems that the national teacher is not only preaching, but also testing us."

Hearing this, the three brothers who ate and drank were suddenly struck by lightning. They quickly wiped their mouths clean and looked at Li Daoxuan intently while holding their breath.

Tianpeng and Zhu Rong were hit hard, looking at Dianmu and Lou Ling with complicated eyes.

What and what, what are they talking about?
Why is it that we are almost sleepy watching the national teacher sleep, but he sees a powerful exercise?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
However, not long after, the fat man wearing the God of Cookery mask suddenly yelled.

"Fuck, it's really a skill!"

Tianpeng and Zhu Rong looked at each other, then silently withdrew their eyes, nodded at each other, their eyes wandering.

"Ahem, I can see it too, it's really amazing!"

"Yes, such a powerful technique, it has benefited a lot, and it has benefited a lot!"

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