Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 89 Snow in front of the court

Ye Mingzhu looked calmer and watched Wen Lianggong take away the hot fish balls. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Taoist Priest, I found where the scroll came from, which is the identity of the owner of the tomb."

"Oh?" Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Whose tomb is it?"

"Li Chengqian, Prince of Hengshan County in the Tang Dynasty."

Seeing Ye Mingzhu staring at him unblinkingly, Wen Lianggong put down his chopsticks, poured himself a full glass of wine and drank it all. Then he said leisurely: "Why don't you let Master Ye talk about it? I don't understand history. This is Li Chengqian's." The name sounds familiar to me, and I think I saw it on some TV series, but if you ask me to guess specifically, I really can’t guess it.”

"..."

Ye Mingzhu's expression was slightly dull. He really didn't expect Wen Lianggong to be so straightforward and not even pretending.

After a while, she finally spoke: "Li Chengqian was the eldest son of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. He failed to seize the legitimate rights and was demoted to a commoner and exiled to Qianzhou. After Li Chengqian died, he was buried with the rites of a duke."

Wen Lianggong held his chin and thought for a while, then finally remembered and said, "Don't I remember that he was buried in Zhaoling Scenic Area?"

At this point, Wen Lianggong lowered his voice and said, "You are so courageous. You actually went to dig up the tombs of the Tang Dynasty emperors. Aren't you afraid of being beheaded?"

Although the world of the Xia Kingdom today is officially called the Zhu family's world, in fact since the war with other countries a hundred years ago, the imperial power of the Zhu family has gradually declined. Now it is like an empire on which the sun never sets. It is just a constitutional monarch. system.

Despite this, when it comes to imperial mausoleums, even the imperial mausoleums of the Tang Dynasty are a provocation to the declining imperial power.

On the road to being completely deprived of power and becoming a mascot, the Zhu family will do everything possible to maintain their royal dignity and miss no opportunity to strengthen the concentration of imperial power.

"No, not Zhaoling."

Ye Mingzhu shook his head and said: "This picture scroll came out of Qianzhou. In other words, Li Chengqian did not actually move the Zhaoling tomb. The one in the past may have been an empty coffin, and the real tomb is still in Qianzhou."

"So, what do you want to say?"

Seeing that Ye Mingzhu kept going around explaining Li Chengqian's origins, Wen Lianggong didn't want to beat around the bush and asked directly.

Faced with Wen Lianggong's behavior, Ye Mingzhu was not angry, or rather she was happier: "It's easy to talk to the Taoist Priest. You don't have to worry about anything."

She pondered for a moment and then slowly said: "In his later years, Li Chengqian became obsessed with immortality, intending to practice Taoism and become an immortal, and even presided over his own burial cemetery."

Wen Lianggong chuckled when he heard this, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the hot pot noodles he had just soaked, and murmured for a few words before saying vaguely: "Jeruist Ye, you have to understand that after death, it is no less difficult to shed one's body and ascend to heaven. The two-hundred-kilometer-long particle collider perfectly collides particles with each other to create an artificial black hole.

You know what I mean? "

It's a very simple principle. If you really need to set up your position, find a treasure land with excellent Feng Shui, and then install a so-called tomb structure that can turn a corpse into an immortal. If you just lie in it and settle for a certain period of time, you can transform into an immortal.

Then everyone should stop practicing cultivation and just keep finding some good ground to bury themselves and wait to become immortals.

What? Is the Corpse Executioner the most rubbish immortal?

Please, no matter how bad your character is, you are still considered a fairy.

Seeing Wen Lianggong's expression of "I'm very satisfied with the gossip you told me," Ye Mingzhu said helplessly: "Taoist Master, aren't you monks very interested in seeking immortality and seeking the Tao? Besides, you also processed the scroll, so it should be Someone with means!"

Wen Lianggong said indifferently: "Jushi Ye, I know what you are trying to do, but I still advise you not to be too superstitious, but to be more scientific." Ye Mingzhu has no idea at all. Life and death, I was tortured to death by such a painting, and now that I have recovered, I am still determined to find excitement.

If the other party hadn't donated three to four hundred thousand incense money to him, Wen Lianggong would have ignored him at all.

Maybe the myth is buried underground, but not everyone is qualified to dig it out.

For someone like Ye Mingzhu, who had no power to protect himself and was enthusiastic about touching the underground mysteries without authorization, Wen Lianggong could only say that the other party was indeed living in a peaceful era, the living environment was too generous, and he wanted to find excitement.

Seeing that Wen Lianggong didn't respond, Ye Mingzhu stopped mentioning the matter and only talked about romance, strange things, or the international situation.

As the afternoon approached, after the wine and meat were finished, 90% of the jar of rice wine went into Wen Lianggong's stomach, and he was still a little unsatisfied.

Ye Mingzhu drank the rice wine in the cup and said with a smile: "It's getting late. Thank you Taoist Master for your hospitality today."

Wen Lianggong said cheerfully: "I see you have answered several calls, it's time to go back."

"Two little sisters said that I haven't come down from the mountain yet, so they urged me a little." Ye Mingzhu smiled and said, "Then I'll say goodbye first."

Watching Ye Mingzhu get up and go to the main hall to respectfully burn incense, then took out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code.

‘Ding, Zhifu Bao has arrived, one hundred thousand yuan. ’

Wen Lianggong's always smiling face slowly calmed down, and he watched Ye Mingzhu devoutly kowtow three times and burn incense on the ground before turning around and walking out of the hall.

He thought for a while and then said: "Master Ye, there are some things, some things, if you are not qualified to take them, if you dig them out, they will be hot potatoes in your hands, just like that painting."

Ye Mingzhu paused, turned around and said, "Taoist Priest, if you don't try your best, then you will be lost in the public, what's the point of being a person?"

Wen Lianggong was speechless. Looking at Ye Mingzhu's leaving figure, he frowned a little, then relaxed. Forget it, this matter had nothing to do with him. Such was the other person's interests and hobbies. His persuasion was actually a bit obstructive. .

"Hindering one's path is like killing one's parents..."

Wen Lianggong sighed leisurely, shook his head, picked up the broom and swept away the snow in front of the court.

"What a pity, what a good sponsor..."

The next morning, Wen Lianggong, who had completely put down his morning homework, slowly started the Chengshan style boxing in the backyard. Since his mental value exceeded 20 points, he has gradually become addicted to the Chengshan style boxing style.

As the movements unfolded, the Mountain Formation derived from the Mountain Formation Technique seemed to turn him into a mountain. As he slowly gathered momentum, he felt as if a mountain had taken root and sprouted.

From a small hill, it slowly grew into a hill, and finally became a big mountain.

This kind of condensation of the true meaning of the spirit allows him to clearly feel the existence of martial arts will. Especially the seventh form of Chengshan Gong, which is gathering momentum and forming a mountain, is constantly tempering his spirit.

As long as you continue to practice, it seems that one day you will become a sacred mountain with unshakable power.

After a long time, Wen Lianggong slowly stopped his posture and glanced at the attribute panel, which showed a reminder that the proficiency level of Chengshan Gong had increased a little.

(End of this chapter)