Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 102 Princess

Ren Xingyun shook his head.

"It has always been there in the past years, but in recent years, the Yao family has not seen any worshipers."

It turns out that these ten years have been the turn of the Yao family of cultivating immortals to serve and protect the royal family, and harvest the world's resources at the same time.

Zheng Tiancheng sneered.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. I know this. The royal family of the Jin Kingdom is named Yao, and they are descendants of the Yao family, one of the three major immortal cultivating families in the Jin Kingdom."

"But the three major families of the Jin Dynasty, Xu, Ma, and Yao, have been at war for decades. The Yao family is in a difficult situation recently and cannot send anyone to support the royal family."

"Even if there is, my cultivation level is not much higher, so I will send it off for the king. I only hope that the king will keep his promise to me."

Great joy to break into the sky.

"Daozhang Zheng, don't worry, I won't regret it."

"And Grandmaster Ren, from now on you will be the commander of my personal guards. My safety is entrusted to you!"

Chuang Po Tian has a great spirit, he does not trust others when he employs them, and he does not trust others when he doubts them.

Ren Xingyun had a smile on his face, he was satisfied to be able to return to his old profession.

Zheng Tiancheng was even more satisfied. He learned that there was a jade slip in the palace, which was said to contain clues to the foundation building monk's residence in the Hua Cave.

This time he went out to deal with Taoist Priest Qingyang not specifically to help Chuang Potian, but because of the jade slip.

Ge was so skinny that a camel was bigger than a horse, the palace was heavily guarded, and the emperor was a descendant of the Yao family of the Immortal Cultivation Family. There was no way he could find a way to keep things under control.

So the last resort is to take advantage of Chuang Potian's momentum to do his own thing.

As for passing on the Dao Technique of Chuang Po Tian, ​​it's not that big of a deal. Anyway, he secretly cast a spell to test Chuang Po Tian's root bone, and it was just the lowest grade C spiritual bone.

Do you want to succeed in cultivating immortality?

Next life!

It's enough to get rid of the poor Taoist skills. If you have weak bones, it's a waste to practice good ones.

With everyone having their own thoughts, the guests and hosts enjoyed the banquet.

A few days later.

After three attempts by the generals and officials, Chuang Potian officially proclaimed himself the king and claimed to be the king of submission on the grounds that he was destined by fate!

a long distance away.

The news that Chuang Po Tian became king also spread to the provincial capital.

In a secret room in the women's camp.

Lu Ye, Wang Hu and Pan Furong were discussing their experience in entering the Tao.

Zhang Cunyi was beside himself with no love, his face full of sadness.

After Pan Furong practiced for a few more days, she finally succeeded in releasing her magic power and was considered to have entered the Tao.

Among the four, even Pan Furong, who is the latest to practice, has also started to practice. Now he is the only one who has not completed it, which is really frustrating.

Suddenly the sound of Sister Hong's hurried footsteps was heard outside, and she shouted through the door.

"Miss, Chuang Potian has sent someone to convey the order."

"The king proclaimed himself the king of the establishment, called himself the king of submission, and entrusted hundreds of civil and military officials, as well as a national master and a martial saint!"

"Ms., make you the princess!"

Pan Furong was stunned. The young lady from the first-rate Kou family had become the princess?

Wang Hu shouted from the side.

"What? Only a reward from my sister-in-law?"

"If my sister-in-law is the princess, who is my eldest brother?"

"The princess seems to be one level lower than the princess. The princess's man is called the prince-in-law."

"Is my eldest brother a county horse?" He laughed and looked at the confused Lu Yedao.

"Brother, your transformation from a stable boy to a county horse is really worth it..."

Lu Ye's face turned dark. Wang Hu, are you itchy again?

Wang Hu continued.

"Brother, this Chuang Po Tian... oh, no, it's Prince Shun who hasn't even ascended the throne as emperor yet!"

"If you enter the capital and sit on the dragon's throne, you are not allowed to give another round of rewards?"

"When the time comes, my sister-in-law will be the princess, and you will be the prince-in-law."

"You start as a stable boy, first become a county horse, and then become a consort."

"What good luck..." He sighed with emotion, "You said that we were fighting for food with the horses together. Why did you become the consort and I was nothing..."

Lu Ye finally couldn't help it and slapped him on the head.

"Don't make trouble. If you make trouble again, I will ask your sister-in-law to write a letter to Chuang Po Tian and make you the Chief Supervisor of Shangma!"

Wang Hu was puzzled.

"Am I getting promoted? That's a good thing."

Zhang Cunyi sneered.

"Second brother, this is an official in the palace. It's not easy to be an official. You have to pay a lot of price."

Wang Hu didn't care.

"The imperial palace is much better than this provincial city, and it's worth paying a little price for."

Seeing that Pan Furong's face was not good-looking, Lu Ye immediately glared and glanced at Wang Hu's crotch.

"Don't be ridiculous, Superintendent Shang Ma is a eunuch."

"If you want to be one, you have to be clean before you can enter the palace."

Wang Hu's face suddenly turned pale, he clamped his legs together, closed his mouth tightly, and became as silent as a chill, not daring to speak any more.

Everyone looked at Pan Furong.

Pan Furong raised her eyebrows and sneered.

"Sister Hong, please help me ask. I have become the princess, so what is my father's arrangement?"

Sister Hong hurried out and came back after a while, with a hesitant expression and hesitant words.

"Miss, maybe I was too busy at Chuang Po Tian and forgot to give the master a reward." Pan Furong was so angry that she slapped the table.

"Too deceiving!"

"My father was in a tight siege with him..."

She suddenly shut up and said nothing, and Sister Hong's face turned pale with fright.

"Miss……"

Lu Ye felt that the two seemed to have some taboos, and the atmosphere was tense.

Pan Furong's chest rose and fell, she rolled her eyes, not knowing what she thought of, and finally gritted her teeth and said.

"Humph, okay, I'll take over this princess."

After everyone went out, after a lot of trouble, Pan Furong went back to rest on the pretext of having a headache after accepting Chuang Potian's order.

Lu Ye set up a banquet and entertained the envoy with everyone, presented him with a few gold ingots, and asked everyone to take turns to toast him. He got the envoy very drunk and learned a lot of news.

In the decisive battle in the Central Plains, King Shun sent three hundred invincible warriors to pierce through the enemy's army and conquer the enemy's food and grass camp. A fire burned it all, so the enemy's army was deprived of food and collapsed, leaving corpses lying for dozens of miles...

King Shun Shun and the two great Iron Zang warriors, masters of the Three Heroes War, convinced Tuo Long Ren Xingyun, the commander of the imperial city of the Jin Kingdom, and knelt down on the spot and surrendered. They reentered the enemy camp and unexpectedly killed the officers and soldiers Governor Huang Renlong. Therefore, he was imprisoned for his merits. Conferred as a Martial Saint...

Also, Taoist Priest Qingyang and the newly arrived Taoist Priest Zheng were unable to debate the scriptures and were so angry that they vomited blood and died. Zheng Tiancheng was made a national master and so on...

Even when the envoy was drunk, he said that because Chuang Potian did not make Lady Cao a principal concubine, she only gave her a side concubine.

At night, Lady Cao showed off her power on the bed and used her martial arts body lock to sneak attack the king. The king seemed to have scratches on his face when he woke up the next day...

I also heard from the envoy that King Shun will attack the capital soon, and the world will soon change its dynasty.

The more everyone listened, the more they felt that the messenger's words were unreliable, and he was afraid that he was also talking nonsense.

However, some news cannot be faked.

Chuang Potian must have won a great victory in the decisive battle with the officers and soldiers, otherwise it would be impossible to become king.

He also had an additional grandmaster under his command, and the other Taoist Master Qingyang died in the camp for unknown reasons, and he was afraid that he was related to the Master Zheng.

A powerful immortal cultivator died like this. It is really ironic to think of the majesty of Taoist Qingyang when he waved the Hundred Soul Banner.

Lu Ye warned himself in his heart that he still had to practice hard.

In addition, this king of Chuang has his own national nickname, Shun, and is ranked thirteenth among the old brothers. He is a bit dangerous no matter how you look at it.

Maybe he would be like the fellow in his previous life, who got on the dragon throne but fell short in the end. One careless move and he lost everything.

In this great Jin Dynasty, there is no guarantee that there will still be chaos. The dignified immortal cultivators will die as soon as they say so.

Therefore, one must hurry up and practice.

A few days later.

Because Pan Furong was in a bad mood after receiving the reward from the princess, Lu Ye suggested that we go to Xiaowang Mountain outside the provincial capital to relax.

"Miss, the scenery on the mountain is beautiful. Traveling around can make people broaden their minds and make their worries disappear..."

"Shepherd, I don't want to go..."

"Miss, the flowers I gave you last time were picked from that mountain. Let's go there."

Pan Furong immediately changed her mind and agreed happily.

However, she made a request, and this provincial city was like a prison, where she was bored and depressed every day.

Since we are going to travel in the mountains, we might as well bring more dry food and stay in the mountains for a few days.

So the next day, Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi, and Sister Hong accompanied Pan Furong on the road, riding a tall horse, and brought a few other horses. They carried dry food, tents, etc. on the horses, and then entered the mountains.

Wang Hu approached Lu Ye and whispered.

"Brother, do you want to dig out the bag of monks' corpses from last time?"

"I read the exercises in the subsequent jade slips. There is a corpse refining technique in it. It would be better to use the bones of immortal cultivators. It can make an iron-armored corpse. It will be extremely powerful and invulnerable."

It turned out that he had laid the foundation for his Taoism, and recently started studying the exercises and acquired a small skill.

Wang Hu once recited the exercises in the jade slips with Lu Ye.

After laying the foundation, when visualizing one's Dharmakaya, one should offer all the skin, flesh, blood, and organs shed by one's own body to the demon outside the territory, in order to obtain the demonic breath given by the demon. Smells corrosively.

No matter how Lu Ye heard it, he thought it was evil.

The method of contemplating the white bones is one of the five authentic Zen Buddhist practices, and what is visualized is the white-bone Bodhisattva.

The first step is to see the impure white bones. According to Buddhist principles, the next step should be the true view of the white bones. Although I don’t know how to practice it, in the end I always have to see my true self and make my white bones crystal clear.

How is it possible to repair the bones to look so black?

However, when I think about the practice of White Bone Temple, people in the demonic path leaked fragments based on the idea of ​​White Bone Temple. Perhaps, the other party did not know how to follow the authentic Buddhist practice, so they did the opposite and practiced it by offering sacrifices to demons from outside the territory.

From a bag of practice notes left by a monk, it can be seen that the extraterrestrial demons are not creatures of this world, but they have great power and terror. If a cultivator breaks through the realm of cultivation, extraterrestrial demons will come to the sea of ​​​​consciousness to hinder them.

If you can't break it, it will be an illusion. If you can't break it, your energy will be greatly damaged, you will be injured or even die.

Therefore, Lu Ye told Wang Hu to put off his practice first, so he would not let Wang Hu practice any corpse refining skills now.

"Don't bother with that corpse," Lu Ye said with a stern expression, "What did I tell you? Don't practice that technique for the time being."

Wang Hu felt frustrated and retreated.

On the other side, Pan Furong was very interested in traveling and her depression was relieved. She also made a garland for Lu Ye using the flowers and plants on the roadside.

When the sun was about to set, everyone had been riding for a day, and they no longer knew how far or deep they had entered the mountains. As expected, she insisted on camping in the mountains.

Fortunately, everyone was lucky and found a temple halfway up the mountain. It was still generally intact. At least it had a roof to cover their heads and a wall to protect them from the wind.

So everyone tidied up for a while, and when the moon rose high, a bonfire was already lit inside. Sister Hong brought an iron pot and cooked meat porridge with a rich flavor.

After running around for a day, everyone was hungry and were about to start.

There were footsteps outside, and a young man's sharp voice sounded.

"Hey, there is actually a temple in this deep mountain and old forest, and there is food in the temple. It's rare that a vulgar person can cook up such a taste."

"Old Zhao, consider them lucky and order them to offer it to me."

"Well, there are still horses here, so let's leave two for them."

(End of this chapter)