Your majesty is awesome

Chapter 211 What happened, can't the fairy see it? (first update)
Wang Xianchang is very stable, and he has been quite proficient in performing repeatedly in front of the Emperor of Song Dynasty during this period of time.

It can be said that as long as the rope is unbroken, he can even hang in mid-air and calmly perform a few soaring movements that are very representative of the immortal style.

These days, after such an act of appearing and disappearing, Zhao Ji, an official of the Great Song Dynasty, has already been fascinated by himself.

He firmly believed in all the stories he told, and even asked him to stay in the mortal world many times to teach him the art of breathing and cultivating immortals.

But Wang Xianchang is very clear about a truth, the easier it is to get something, the less the other party will understand his preciousness.

Therefore, I have been hanging on the appetite of the official Zhao Ji, hoping that the other party will understand that if the Taoist master wants to go down to earth and stay in the Song Dynasty, the Taoist master will have to pay a heavy price.

If you don't come up with something good, Daoist, why should I keep it? Just because you throw down three melons and two dates, a fairy will be full of gratitude, which is too cheap.

After meeting the Da Song official family today, I'm afraid I have to have a good chat with the other party about this issue.

Of course, as a fairy myself, I definitely can't talk about money with the emperor of Song Dynasty, only talk about fate.

At this moment, Wang Xianchang, who was hanging in mid-air, had already seen clearly the Emperor Song and his entourage standing by the lake.

As usual, he stood dumbfounded by the lakeside, respectfully saluting himself, only the Song Dynasty official stood there with his hands behind his back very reservedly.

Wang Xianchang was humming the "Qing Jing Sutra" in his mouth, and the chanting sounds of those hidden disciples formed a sense of mystery that echoed with heaven and earth and echoed each other.

Finally, I, who was hanging in mid-air, was gradually pulled to the lakeside, which was about ten feet away from Da Song's official family and others.

Only then did he begin to descend slowly, carefully stretching his feet, and landed steadily.

After all, I am a fairy now anyway, if the landing is unstable and I fall a bit of shit, not only will I fall a bit hard, I am afraid that my head will fall to the ground.

After landing steadily, Wang Xianchang promptly untied the rope that was tightly tied to him.

Only then did he move his four legs, and with a wave of the dust whisk in his hand, he walked towards the official Zhao Ji who was walking slowly.

"The trail sees the Son of Heaven."

Seeing the other party's fairy-like style, the official Zhao Ji was really suspicious. There was no evidence at the moment, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart and offered his help to the opponent.

"You don't need to be polite, I'm here to disturb the immortal again today."

"I have a doubt in my heart, and I want to ask the elder to solve it. Why do I see the elder every time, it is always at dusk and night."

"Although Xiaodao is an extraordinary person, as a disciple of the Sanqing, he also needs to serve under the seat of the Sanqing.

What's more, private meetings with mortal kings in small ways are also taboo in the fairy world.After all, emperors in the world cannot live long, this is heaven..."

All in all, we can only take the opportunity to meet in the morning or evening, when the sun and the moon alternate, and the heaven and earth blend with yin and yang.

If Gao Zhang were here, he would silently give a thumbs up to this old liar who is especially good at talking nonsense.

After all, in ancient times, if you wanted to pretend to be a god, you had to be a little proficient, at least in terms of adjectives.

It can be said to be mysterious and mysterious, but it can make people feel paradoxical, and they don't know it. Otherwise, how could they deceive such a smart person as Hunjun Shizun.

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Just as this Wang Xian was nodding at Da Song Hunjun with his tongue full of lotuses, once again the other party's mind was swayed, and he almost believed it was true.

Then they heard a burst of shouting not far away, making everyone turn their heads and look over there in unison.

I saw the flickering flames in the distance, coming towards this side.

The spittle was flying across the sky, Wang Xianchang looked in that direction, his eyelids twitched wildly.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the official Zhao Ji looking at him with scrutiny and doubts in his eyes.

"Tianzi, that's..." Wang Xianchang controlled his facial muscles, trying to make himself appear calm.

"What happened over there, can't the fairy see it?" Zhao Ji, the official, stared at Wang Xianchang, raised his arm and pointed there.

"..." Wang Xianchang's face froze, and he subconsciously opened his mouth.I was looking for an excuse or reason.

To let the official Zhao Ji know that although he is a fairy, he is not an owl, but it seems that he can't justify it...

It seems that what I have boasted before said that I can see the world clearly even when I lie in the sky.

Just as Wang Xianchang froze on the spot, he hadn't figured out how to answer.

Li Yan, who was standing next to the official Zhao Ji, turned pale, but at this moment, he had faintly sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

The fire was getting closer and closer, and it could be seen that a group of people were walking towards this side holding torches.

In addition to the scolding voices urging them to move forward, there were also begging voices and crying voices, mixed in between.

After Wang Xianchang heard those familiar voices, his face lost all color, and his eyes stared straight ahead.

The head of the tall and strong man striding forward holding a torch was the straight leader of the imperial squad that the official Zhao Ji had just ordered to go to work.

The two young men dressed as ordinary people who were pushed to stumble towards this side were bound by the arms of the strong men in the Imperial Banzhi.

Seeing Wang Xianchang's dumbfounded expression standing there, the younger and younger man couldn't help but subconsciously yelled out.

"Master, save me..."

Hearing this yell, Zhao Ji, the official next to Wang Xianchang, suddenly turned his head around, staring at Wang Xianchang.

Seeing this Immortal Wang forced a smile, he forced himself to be calm with a noble look who disdained to argue with the worldly people.

"Who are you, I don't know Pindao..."

Hearing such an answer, another young Taoist priest who was also dressed as a commoner suddenly became anxious and shouted.

"Master, tell them quickly, we didn't do anything."

"Wang Xianchang, do you really not recognize them?"

The official Zhao Ji looked at the Immortal Wang beside him, and the expression on his face was no longer the respect and flattery he was facing the Immortal like before.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his original identity, the emperor of Song Dynasty, and was examining his subjects.

At this moment, Wang Xianchang could only bite the bullet and continue acting stubbornly.

"I really don't know Xiaodao. Since the Son of Heaven doesn't believe in Xiaodao, it seems that Xiaodao's fate with the Son of Heaven is over."

"Xiaodao bid farewell, there is no future meeting..."

While speaking, Wang Xianchang began to stride towards the position where he landed just now, but today's gait seemed a bit hasty.

The official Zhao Ji looked at the back of the other party, turned his head sideways, looked at Li Yan beside him, and took a deep look at the other party.

"Li Yan, what are you doing here in a daze, why don't you send Wang Xianchang off..."

(End of this chapter)