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Chapter 487: Transformed into a mortal and quietly observed worldly affairs, Liu Hong also wanted to go to heaven

Luoyang City.

Since Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu revived the Han Dynasty, Luoyang City has served as the capital of the Han Dynasty for more than 150 years.

Before it was established as the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Luoyang City had already been an economically prosperous metropolis for more than 200 years during the Western Han Dynasty.

After several centuries of operation and development, Luoyang City now has a large population, prosperous business, flourishing culture, and magnificent architecture.

Looking at the people and carriages coming and going at the city gate, and the ships frequently traveling on the Luo River, if ordinary people did not know about the Yellow Turban Rebellion and only looked at this scene, they would hardly feel any signs of the dynasty's demise.

however.

At this time, the red dragon hovering above the Luoyang Imperial Palace, symbolizing the dynasty's fortune, was already extremely weak. With its eyes closed, it seemed that it only had the strength to breathe.

Hong Chen came down from the clouds, with the Hongchen sword hanging from his waist and the red gourd in his hand, and walked into the city.

In order to avoid being questioned by the soldiers guarding the city, he quietly hid himself and only released his magic power after entering the city.

But when he arrived in the city, what he saw and felt outside the city seemed to have become a joke again, because not long after Hong Chen left, he saw many half-naked beggars, and even skinny people lying in the corners of the streets. If they didn't turn over occasionally, people would think they were dead.

This is Luoyang!
Prosperity appears on the outside, but decay is within.

Going further in, some guards started to appear and started to drive away beggars. They would beat and scold them at will, making the beggars afraid to approach them. Some would even turn around and run away and hide when they saw them from a distance.

After passing this section of road, you will reach the truly prosperous city of Luoyang.

In the market, all kinds of goods are sold, and it is crowded and noisy.

Hong Chen was well dressed, with a sword on his waist and an excellent appearance and temperament. Others thought he was a young man from a wealthy family walking on the street, so pedestrians avoided him wherever he went, for fear of bumping into him.

However, there was a horse dealer who was brave enough to step forward and greet them.

Hong Chen chatted with him for a while, and then spent a lot of money to buy a horse with pure black fur and more than two meters tall at the shoulder.

The horse was arrogant at first, and had a very fierce temper. It would kick or even bite people when it saw them. But when Hong Chen touched its head, he injected a wisp of immortal energy into it. Its eyeballs were stunned for a few breaths, and then it turned into a licking horse on the spot.

Seeing Hong Chen leading the horse and being escorted out respectfully and with a smile on his face by the horse dealer, the other merchants around couldn't help but become bolder and lined up to invite him.

Hong Chen accepted everything that came his way. Although he spent a lot of gold to buy many seemingly useless things, at least he was very happy from beginning to end.

noon.

In a house that was said to have been the residence of a high-ranking official of the imperial court, Hong Chen paid money and got the deed, thus owning a property in the world.

Assistants from various shops brought the things he had bought to his house and even helped him put them in order and clean up.

"My dear, this house is very large. Do you need some maids? I can recommend some for you."

"No need, thank you." Hong Chen politely declined and put some coins in his hand.

The other party was immediately overjoyed and left happily.

After parking the horse in the yard, Hong Chen walked into the front hall, sat behind the desk, and used the divine seal to order takeout from the Food God's Mansion far away in heaven.

Soon, two strong men from the God of Food's Palace, who were invisible to mortals, brought steaming hot wine and food.

——Since the identity of the saint's disciple was exposed, the gods in heaven seemed to have all become very friendly and helpful.

After dinner, Hong Chen took the horse out, went to the street, rode on the horse, and continued to stroll to places he had never been to before.

At this time, a piece of news about him spread from the market where he bought the horse this morning.

Everyone said that a very wealthy nobleman appeared in the capital. As long as he set his eyes on something, he would buy it without hesitation and would never bargain.

The vendors all look forward to meeting this gentleman.

Four years later.

Hong Chen became a celebrity in Luoyang City. Many people knew that he was incredibly wealthy and that he was never picky about spending money.

He would spend money lavishly in brothels.

They will also donate generously to help those in need in difficult times.

The key point is that many people who had targeted him in the past, whether they were treacherous officials in the court or evildoers among the people, have disappeared completely.

But it is such a celebrity that everyone seems to know, but no one can tell who in Luoyang City he is a good friend of and who he is an enemy of.

In the same year, Emperor Ling of Han recruited able-bodied men in Xiyuan, Luoyang, the capital, in order to divide the military power of General He Jin and prepare to set up eight Xiyuan colonels.

"Xuan Ling, are you really unwilling to go? With your financial resources, you will definitely be able to take on an important position as long as I recommend you."

Looking at the man in front of him who was in his thirties, with sparse eyebrows, a protruding nose, a sloping forehead, an ordinary appearance but a sharp gaze, Hong Chen shook his head while holding the wine glass.

"Brother Cao, don't worry about me. I have no intention of joining the army or politics. Today is the best day for me. Since you are willing to participate, I wish you success."

Hearing this, Cao Cao sighed deeply.

He was truly thinking about the young brother in front of him, because every time he met him, he could always intuitively feel that he was extraordinary: he couldn't say where he was extraordinary, but he just felt that he was very unusual.

It was such a pity to have such a talent living among the people, so Cao Cao wanted to recommend him for official career more than once.

Unfortunately, the other party’s answer is the same every time.

"Well, that's it. If I succeed, I will keep you safe."

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Thank you."

Not long after, Cao Cao got his wish and became the Dianjun Colonel among the Eight Colonels of Xiyuan, and was directly under the command of Emperor Ling of Han.

Cao Cao was busy with military affairs and rarely had the chance to come and see him.

Apart from occasionally going out for shopping, Hong Chen naturally spent the rest of his time practicing. He had not yet fully comprehended the page on swordsmanship in the remaining pages of the Taoist book, and the four years of pure practice had made him make a lot of progress.

The sword art in Taoist books is extremely pure, and such sword art is extremely important and rich nutrition for any sword art law.

Therefore, every time Hong Chen comprehended the Taoist books, he felt that he had made great progress. This feeling of rewarding one's efforts was the best motivation.

Conversely, while strolling in Luoyang City, Hong Chen also clearly felt the mundane worldly atmosphere that he had not paid much attention to before.

The worries of the world, the disturbances of the red dust, and the myriad of issues have a pervasive influence on those who practice cultivation.

Fortunately, Hong Chen has already refined the Dao sword, which can kill with just a thought.

But recently he stopped cutting it, because he found that the worldly atmosphere seemed to help sharpen the metal nature, it seemed to act as a catalyst.

the following year.

Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, passed away.

When he died, Hong Chen was standing beside his bed, one hand on the hilt of the snow-white sword and the other holding a gourd and drinking.

The red dragon above the palace let out a mournful cry.

After Liu Hong died, his soul left his body and saw Hong Chen.

He immediately realized that he was dead, and instantly stood up from the bed, pointing at Hong Chen and angrily scolding: "How dare you! Who are you? How dare you trespass into the palace! Aren't you afraid that I will punish you with death? "

Liu Hong was only 32 years old, but he had been indulging in sensual pleasures for many years. Although he had been taking supplements constantly, he still looked haggard. The little imperial majesty he had left was less than a breeze to Hong Chen.

Snapped!
Fan Wujiu, the Black Impermanence who had just arrived, slapped Liu Hong awake. After realizing his death, Liu Hong looked at the officials who were crying around his bed with a pale and unwilling face.

"Xie Bian/Fan Wujiu pay their respects to the True Lord!" Black and White Impermanence bowed and saluted.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "No need to be polite. You two actually came here in person. It's really hard work."

There are many Black and White Impermanence in the underworld who are responsible for taking souls away, but there are only two of them named Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, and they are the bosses of all the Black and White Impermanence.

Fan Wujiu smiled and said, "After all, he is the emperor of the world, and it is worthy for us brothers to come and pick him up in person."

Xie Bian followed up by saying, "I heard that the Jade Emperor personally appointed the True Lord to come down to earth to look for heroes and capable officials in the human world, and wait for them to serve the Heavenly Court after their death. The True Lord has been on earth for many years, which is really hard work."

The three of them were praising each other, and Liu Hong, who was standing by, heard it clearly.

After listening to Xie Bian's words, Liu Hong's face, which looked extremely weak at first glance, suddenly showed joy, and his eyes shone with light.

"Liu Hong, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, pays homage to the True Lord!" Liu Hong bowed with his hands clasped and his voice was very loud.

Without waiting for Hong Chen to speak, he stood up, with hope and confidence on his face, and said: "True Lord, I... No, I am willing to serve the Heaven! Take me to the Heaven quickly!"

The immortal and two Yin gods were all stunned by what he said.

"Puff..." Hong Chen covered his mouth and turned his back.

He really couldn't hold it back.

Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu looked back with sullen faces and cold eyes. They raised their mourning sticks and beat Liu Hong until he screamed in pain. In the next moment, he began to beg for mercy.

Emperors are different from each other.

A king like Liu Hong who was foolish, licentious, and a true loser of his country, was not entitled to any preferential treatment in the underworld, and the human race would not care about what happened to him in the underworld after his death.

To put it another way, wasn't the Red Dragon of Fortune above the palace also watching coldly? Looking at it, Hong Chen seemed to wish that the Black and White Impermanence would beat him to death.

After a while, Black and White Impermanence locked up the unconscious Liu Hong and said, "Master, we will go back and report first. Goodbye!"

"Okay, you two walk slowly."

Hong Chen also turned around and left the palace, walking to the lotus pond in the West Garden.

There are a thousand houses around the lotus pond. The steps are covered with moss, and canal water flows around each threshold, so you can go boating around.

This is Liu Hong’s nude swimming pool.

In midsummer, palace maids with jade-like bodies were selected to row the boats without outer clothes, and the boats were deliberately overturned to admire the jade-like colors...

Where does such a person get the confidence to go to heaven?

The more Hong Chen thought about it, the angrier he became, and he formed his fingers into a sword, emitting a stream of sword energy.

The sword energy chased into the underworld, poked a big hole in Liu Hong's soul, and scared the Black and White Impermanence.

Only then did Hong Chen leave the palace and ride home on his big black horse.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I saw an old man standing there, followed by a little girl, both of them looked exhausted.

"Father-in-law, are you here to look for someone?" Hong Chen asked while riding on his horse.

The old man and the little girl turned around, and were first surprised at the huge black horse. Then the old man said, "My name is Cai Yong. May I ask if you are Mr. Hong Xuanling Hong?"

Hong Chen got off his horse and said as he walked, "So it's Mr. Bo Ji. I am Hong Chen Hong Xuanling. I wonder what you want to talk to me about?"

Perhaps because he saw the sword on his waist, Cai Yong stepped forward cautiously, protecting the little girl behind him, and then said: "To be honest with you, this is where I lived before. I have no other intention in coming here. I just hid some books at home before. I wonder if you can let me take them back. I am willing to pay for them."

"So those books are yours." Hong Chen smiled suddenly, "You can take them yourself. I won't charge you any money."

Cai Yong first breathed a sigh of relief, and then expressed gratitude and repeatedly expressed his willingness to pay.

Hong Chen then knew that he must not have been in Luoyang in the past few years, otherwise, no one in Luoyang city would dare to mention the word "money" in front of him.

I, Hong Xuanling, have never been short of money!
(End of this chapter)