Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 124 Hongmen Banquet, True Dragon Barrier
Good luck to the inn.

Tianzi No. [-] box.

When he was full of wine and food, Yan Ping revealed his purpose of going out this time.

"Haoran Wenhu, who has caused an uproar in the capital recently, is actually your student, Brother Yan!"

Xiong Fei was surprised, he really didn't expect that Haoran Wenhu would be Yan Ping's student, Yan Ping was about the same age as him, how could He De make a Haoran Wenhu his teacher.

In history, Haoran Wenhu was able to take a fancy to and worship him as a teacher, all of them were gentlemen of the academy or sages of the academy.

Yan Ping's age and qualifications really don't match Haoran Wenhu's.

Yan Pingdao: "Brother Xiong, your father was an official to the right servant of the Ministry of War. As the only male of the Xiong family, you should have the opportunity to meet Emperor Dafeng. Please, Brother Xiong, take me to meet Emperor Dafeng."

Xiong Fei said: "My father and His Majesty are really close friends. The two have been playmates since childhood. This time my father died of illness, and His Majesty also came to express his condolences. Two days later, I will enter the palace to be enshrined, and Brother Yan can pretend to be my entourage together To see His Majesty, it's just..."

Yan Ping said, "Are there any concerns?"

Xiong Fei hesitated to speak, but finally he told the truth: "Although our Majesty is noble, the national teacher is the real person in power. His eyes are all inside and outside the palace, and the national teacher is Transforming God, Brother Yan, if you want to rescue Haoran Wenhu, it will be difficult, very difficult."

"Take a step back, even if you can defeat the national teacher, His Majesty will not agree with you to bring Haoran Wenhu out of Dafeng Kingdom."

Yan Ping smiled and said: "He will. As long as I meet Emperor Gale, he will make a wise choice."

"OK then."

Two days later, Xiong Fei entered the palace to face the saint.

Yan Ping entered the palace together as an attendant.

"Xiong Bowen has made countless achievements in his life, but he became sick from overwork and died on the way to suppress the rebellion. Although I have posthumously awarded him the Minister of the Ministry of War, compared with the wars he fought in his life, compared with the military exploits he made for the Great Wind Nation ,Far from enough."

"He has passed away, so these credits should fall on his son Xiong Fei."

Emperor Dafeng said this, looked at His Highness Xiong Fei, and said: "Conferring Xiongfei as Marquis of Jinyang, hereditary will not replace him."

Xiong Fei knelt down and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty Long En, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

The matter of Xiong Fei becoming a Marquis has already been agreed upon by the cabinet, and it was submitted to the Emperor Gale and the National Teacher respectively, and neither of them had any objections.

After retiring from the court, the eunuchs accompanying Emperor Dafeng found Xiong Fei.

"Your Majesty, please."

Xiong Fei said: "Please trouble Eunuch Hai to lead the way."

Eunuch Hai glanced at the attendant behind Xiong Fei, and said, "Master Hou, Your Majesty only invited you."

Xiong Fei smiled and said: "This is my bookboy, Xu Xian, who grew up with me and is not an outsider. If Eunuch Hai is worried, you can ask His Majesty for instructions."

Hai Desheng quietly opened his Dharma eyes, looked carefully, saw that he was just a mortal, and also the book boy of Lord Hou in front of him, he didn't say anything, and brought the two of them to the imperial study.

"My humble minister, Xiong Fei, pays his respects to His Majesty."

Emperor Dafeng helped Xiong Fei up, and said: "Fei'er, this is not the Golden Luan Palace, you and I should be called uncles and nephews."

"Fei'er, who is this?"

"This is the minister's book boy, Xu Xian, who played with the minister since childhood. Your Majesty, you have seen it before, don't you remember?"

Emperor Dafeng was sure that he had never seen Xu Xian, but he was old and smart, and it was impossible for his nephew to bring a stranger into the palace to meet him for no reason.

I'm afraid there is something in it that the national teacher should not know.

"Xu Xian, I remembered. You are the little Xu Xian back then. I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to grow up so big."

"Caomin Xu Xian pays his respects to His Majesty."

Yan Ping was about to bow, but before he bowed his knees, Emperor Dafeng felt dizzy. He is the lord of a country, with the dragon spirit on his body, even Yuanying Zhenjun can bear the bow.

Among the many monks, only Confucianism cultivator's bowing or worship can influence the king of a country.

And the Xu Xian in front of him just made a gesture of wanting to worship, which made him dizzy.

Academy gentleman.

No, only when the gentlemen of the academy fully kneel down do they have this effect.

It's just a gesture of worship, but he can't bear it. Only sages, only sages who rule the country, have such a majestic power that even the king of a country can't bear.

The sage of the town!

It's not easy to leave the school.

Why did he come here? What did Emperor Dafeng suddenly think of? Could it be because of the Haoran Wenhu?
"Hahaha, Xu Xian, since you are Fei'er's playmate, you are also my junior, this is not the Golden Palace, so there is no need to be polite."

Emperor Dafeng hurriedly stepped forward to help Xu Xian up. After Xu Xian stood up straight, the dizziness in his head gradually faded away.

"Come on, give me a seat."

A eunuch moved two seats, Xiong Fei and Yan Ping thanked them and sat down.

After that, Emperor Dafeng and Xiong Feila mainly asked him which countries he had visited in these years, and occasionally asked Yan Ping a few words.

Of course, Emperor Dafeng didn't ask first, but Yan Ping answered after he asked.

At that time, Emperor Dafeng and Xiong Fei also chatted almost to the end.

Yan Ping felt that it was time, and said directly through voice transmission: "Your Majesty Emperor Dafeng, the Haoran Wenhu presented by King Kang this time is my student, he can't stay in Dafeng Country, I'm here to take him away this time of."

"I already understand the situation of your Dafeng Kingdom. The national teacher Pei Wenqing covers the sky with one hand, and the Dafeng royal family must have suffered for a long time. As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Why don't you and I work together to get rid of Pei Wenqing?"

Emperor Dafeng remained calm, and said: "I have been chatting with Fei Er, and I have neglected you, Xu Xian. I don't know if Xu Xian has any fame or not now!"

Yan Ping said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have little knowledge and only passed the exam for a scholar."

Emperor Dafeng casually said: "That's right, the fame of a scholar is already extremely rare, I wonder how sure you are of being admitted to Juren now?"

When he said this, almost two words were bitten quite heavily.

Yan Ping said with a smile: "If you can get His Majesty's blessing, Xu Xian is [-]% sure to be admitted to Juren. I don't know if His Majesty will give Cao Min a blessing."

Twelve percent of the three words, Yan Ping also said very emphatically.

With his help, there is a [-]% certainty that the sage of Zhen Guo will not lie.

Emperor Gale thought for a while and decided to do it.

Haoran Wenhu can prolong the country for thousands of years, but it is nothing compared to getting rid of the national teacher.

Before that, his idea was to let the Dafeng Kingdom continue until Pei Wenqing died of old age.Now that there are sages from the town who are willing to help and get rid of Pei Wenqing, he naturally knows how to choose.

Thinking of this, Emperor Dafeng smiled and said: "Then I'm here to wish Xu Xian that you will be a high school juren soon and become a master juren."

Yan Ping stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your kind words."

After finishing speaking, he immediately sent a voice transmission: "To get rid of Pei Wenqing, I need to use the dragon energy of the Dafeng royal family. Please send a reliable person to take me to the imperial mausoleum where the founding emperor of Dafeng is located."

Emperor Gale smiled and said, "Okay, Xu Xian, I'll wait for you to go to high school."

Yan Ping said: "Your Majesty, I have always wanted to pay my respects to Emperor Taizu's demeanor. I wonder if Your Majesty can send someone to take me to visit the Emperor Taizu's Mausoleum."

Emperor Dafeng smiled and said: "It's rare for Xu Xian that you admire my Taizu Chao. It's a trivial matter. I'll send someone to the Xiong Mansion to find you later."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After chatting for a while, Xiong Fei and Yan Ping said goodbye and left.

Not long after the two left, an eunuch came to the residence of the national teacher and recounted the meeting, the conversation between Emperor Dafeng, Xiong Fei, and Yan Ping from beginning to end.

Pei Wenqing said: "Thank you for your hard work, let's go to the account room to get the reward money."

"Thank you, Master Guo."

Xiong Fei has the qualities of a gentleman.

It's a pity that you can only reach the level of a gentleman, and you can't become a sage of the country.

Pei Wenqing closed his eyes again and comprehended the wondrous method. His cultivation aptitude could only be considered above-average. After entering the stage of transforming gods, the progress of his cultivation almost stagnated, but he did not give up and wanted to comprehend another method.

the other side.

After Yan Ping and Xiong Fei left the palace, they returned to the Xiong Mansion. Yan Ping came to the coffin of Xiong Fei's father and offered an incense stick to the old man who died of overwork and illness on the way to suppress the rebellion.

The reason why he didn't offer three sticks of incense was because he was afraid that the old man who was a ghost in the Yin Division of the City God in the capital would not be able to bear his blessing.

Almost at the same time as Yan Ping was offering incense, Xiong Bowen, who was counting the number of ghosts in the Yin Division of the City God of Dafeng, suddenly froze.

He didn't have time to think about it, and quickly meditated and practiced ghost cultivation techniques to absorb and refine the incomparably vast and pure golden incense.

Ghosts and gods such as City God, civil and military judges were alarmed and appeared one after another.

Judge Wen was amazed, his eyes almost overflowing with envy, "Golden incense, such a pure golden incense, at least a gentleman from the academy is offering incense to Lao Xiong."

The City God's cultivation base is deeper, so what he can see is clearer. In the golden incense, there is clearly a trace of golden cultural luck.

Those who can exert cultural fortune on ghosts and gods must be sages in the country.

This old Xiong is really lucky, he actually met a sage of the town, maybe even he himself didn't know when he met a sage of the town.

As expected of a great Confucian who was posthumously named Wenzheng after his death, I am afraid that only this kind of person who is dedicated to the people and the people of the world can get to know a sage of the country.

The body of ghosts and gods has been blessed by the sage of the town, the golden fortune, and Xiong Lao's future practice will surely make rapid progress. It seems that the next capital city god is none other than Xiong Lao.

"It's all gone, don't disturb Xiong Lao's practice."

As the City God spoke, his body faded and disappeared, and the civil and military judges and other ghosts and gods also left after seeing this.

An hour later.

The swelling feeling in his body finally disappeared, and Xiong Bowen had only refined less than [-]% of the golden incense in an hour.

Suddenly, he saw a ray of golden luck in his ghost heart.

It's strange how Wenyun appeared in his body again, and it's so pure.

After the death of the Great Confucianism, his literary fortune will dissipate and he will return to heaven and earth.

It is impossible for the body of ghosts and gods to have literary luck, unless...

Xiong Bowen was shocked and speechless.

The one who offered incense to me just now was a sage of the town!
How is this possible? Among the Confucianism cultivators he knew back then, the highest ones were only academicians, not even a gentleman, so how could there be a sage of the country.

Could it be that Feier got to know him when he traveled to other countries?

At night, I must ask Fei Er in my dream.

Here, Yan Ping didn't know what kind of shock he brought to the many ghosts and gods of the city god, especially the shock to Xiong Bowen.

Xiong Fei poured tea for Yan Ping, "Brother Yan, what's the matter, did His Majesty agree to let you take Haoran Wenhu away?"

Yan Ping nodded and said, "I agree."

Xiong Fei sighed: "It's useless for His Majesty to agree, if the national teacher doesn't agree, it's almost impossible for you to take away Haoran Wenhu.

Yan Ping said with a smile: "I'm really not the opponent of Dafeng Guoshi, but with the support of His Majesty Emperor Dafeng, it's actually not very difficult to bring down Pei Wenqing."

Seeing Yan Ping's confidence, Xiong Fei couldn't help saying: "Brother Yan, do you have any help?"

"No helper, um, no, His Majesty Emperor Gale is my helper."

Yan Ping drank tea with Xiong Fei and chatted with Xiong Fei in the Xiong Mansion. Not long after, a princess came.

"Brother Fei, Luan'er has come to see you."

Feng Luan, the youngest daughter of Emperor Dafeng Feng Youdao, is also his favorite princess.

"Luan'er."

Xiong Fei got up, smiled and led the eccentric little princess to the main seat.

Feng Luan poured herself a cup of tea, and after taking a sip, she carefully looked at Yan Ping who was sitting opposite.

"You are Xu Xian, you look pretty good-looking."

Yan Ping said: "Thank you princess for the compliment."

"Father said that you want to visit the mausoleum of the founder of the country, the old man's tomb. Let's go. I will take you to the northern suburbs when I am free."

Feng Luan said and looked at Xiong Fei.

"Brother Fei, do you want to go together?"

Xiong Fei shook his head and said, "I'm going to pick up Li Caier and the others later, so I won't go."

During the period when Xiong Fei was dealing with his father's affairs, Li Caier and his party only stayed until Xiong Bowen was buried. After that, they traveled to several prefectures near the capital.

I sent a message to Xiong Fei yesterday, and I will return to the capital in the afternoon, asking him to pick him up.

"Hmph, what's so good about that Li Cai'er? She's blah, she's a young lady with a temper, she's more like a princess than a princess like me. Why did you promise her to take her on a tour of Dafeng Country?"

Xiong Fei smiled wryly: "His father saved my life, this is his father's request, can I not agree?"

"Forget it, if you don't go, don't go."

Feng Luan stood up and said, "Let's go, Xu Xian, I'll take you to the imperial mausoleum of Taizu's old man."

Yan Ping followed Feng Luan out of the capital and came to the Taizu Imperial Mausoleum in the northern suburbs.

Taizu's Mausoleum is grand and majestic. Facing north and south, it looks like a flying dragon in the sky. It is shrouded in dragon aura, gathering half of the dragon aura in Dafeng Kingdom.

The other half is on the body of Emperor Dafeng, Feng Youdao, and the rest is on the bodies of many members of the royal family and members of the Jiaolong in Dafeng's country.

Taizu's imperial mausoleum was born with a barrier of dragon energy, and no one other than the Dafeng imperial family could approach it.

Even Pei Wenqing, a deity-turning celestial being, dared not approach Taizu's imperial mausoleum.

After all, he killed a Gale Emperor. If he got close to Taizu's imperial mausoleum, he would definitely be attacked by Taizu Longqi as an enemy. Even if he could retreat at that time, he would be seriously injured by Longqi.

Only members of the royal family can bring people into Taizu's mausoleum.

"Xu Xian, after entering Taizu Imperial Mausoleum, there will be dragon aura everywhere. You have to follow me closely and don't leave me within ten meters. Otherwise, you will be attacked by dragon aura, and you will be seriously injured if you are small, or you will be killed if you are serious. I am not I was joking to scare you."

Before entering Taizu's imperial mausoleum, Feng Luan warned Yan Ping.

"Thank you princess for your concern."

"Come on, follow me."

Feng Youdao just asked his youngest daughter to take Yan Ping into the Taizu Imperial Mausoleum, but did not tell his daughter about his cooperative relationship with Yan Ping.

As long as his daughter is always innocent, she doesn't need to worry about state affairs, which are labor-intensive and labor-intensive.

After entering the mausoleum of Taizu, Yan Ping asked Feng Luan to take him directly to the mausoleum of Dafeng's founder Taizu.

Yan Ping bowed to the tombstone and said: "The traitors are in power in the Dafeng Kingdom, and the power is in the hands of the government and the public. Confucianist Yan Ping asked Dafeng's founding ancestor Taizu to help him, and bestowed the jade seal of dragon spirit to eradicate the traitors."

Buzz~~~~~~~!

Under the bowing and saluting of the saint candidate, the imperial mausoleum trembled, and the next moment, a stream of dragon energy flew out from the tombstone, condensing into a golden Panlong jade seal and falling into Yan Ping's hands.

"You, how did you do it?"

Feng Luan on the side widened his eyes, looking at the golden Panlong jade seal in Yan Ping's hand in disbelief.

"There are traitors, what traitors do you want to eradicate?"

Feng Luan was startled, covered her mouth, stared at Yan Ping with wide eyes, as if looking at a lunatic.

"National, National Teacher, the treacherous person you want to eradicate should not be the National Teacher! Did your father ask you to eradicate it?"

"Where do children have so many doubts, let's go, let's go back."

"You don't visit the imperial tomb anymore?"

"The things are already in hand, no need."

"After you go back, tell your royal father that you can have a Hongmen banquet."

"it is good."

Feng Luan looked excited, she never thought that her father was holding back a big move.

After swallowing his anger for decades, he finally couldn't help but want to attack that badass national teacher.

three days later.

King Kang officially crowned the crown prince, and Emperor Dafeng held a banquet in the Jinluan Hall, inviting civil and military officials to have a meal together.

The prescribed time has come, but the national teacher Pei Wenqing still hasn't come, all civil and military officials can only wait, waiting for Pei Wenqing to come and move their chopsticks.

Three quarters of an hour later, without breakfast, the officials who were preparing to eat a big meal with their stomachs waiting and waiting.

National teacher Pei Wenqing finally arrived late.

"Some things have been delayed, His Majesty the Emperor, all ministers, I have been waiting for a long time."

Emperor Dafeng said: "It's okay, the national teacher please sit down."

The dishes are already cold, and the wind has a way to let the imperial dining room serve them again.

The maid came forward with trays of delicacies, replacing the original cold dishes.

Three rounds of wine.

The atmosphere in the Golden Luan Hall was still warm.

Suddenly, Emperor Dafeng stood up suddenly, "Come here, submit all the memorials of the impeachment of the National Teacher in the past 400 years for all officials to see."

Boxes of memorials piled up into mountains.

The eunuch distributes it, and everyone has a copy.

Pei Wenqing's face darkened, "Your Majesty, Emperor Dafeng, what do you mean?"

"Pei Yuanqing, you who have served as the national teacher of Dafeng Kingdom for 500 years, it's time to abdicate and make way for the virtuous."

Pei Yuanqing looked very ugly, and he called Emperor Dafeng by his real name and said, "Feng Youdao, do you know what you are doing?"

Feng Youdao said with a smile, "Of course I know, what I want to do is to dismember you, a disastrous and powerful national teacher, before I die."

Pei Wenqing laughed angrily, and said: "Feng Youdao, your wings are stiff, how dare you despise me, target me, tell me, who is behind your back, let him come out, I will send him to hell."

"it's me."

A white robe suddenly appeared and walked slowly into the Golden Luan Hall.

Wherever the white clothes passed, all dust, dirt and unclean things should be kept out of the way, so as not to touch his body. The places he walked seemed to be washed back and forth by a gun, and they were extremely clean.

Flawless jade body.

Suet jade gallbladder.

The Confucianism cultivators among the officials were extremely shocked.

Suet jade gall, this white robe turned out to be a monk with suet jade gall.

God is sorry, Dafeng has not seen a Confucianism cultivator with suet and jade for many years.

Pei Wenqing's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "You are the Confucianism cultivator who killed my cousin."

Yan Ping said: "That's right, it's me."

Pei Wenqing laughed and said, "You killed Lu Jianqiu, and you still dare to come to the capital, you are really brave."

Yan Pingdao: "You are a god-turning celestial being. Under the nose of Qingzhou Academy, you have secretly controlled Dafeng Kingdom for more than [-] years. You are even more courageous."

"Haha, it's not that I'm brave, but those Confucianism cultivators are afraid of death and dare not go to Qingzhou Academy to expose me."

"Of course there are those who are not afraid of death, but unfortunately, they have already died before leaving the Great Wind Country."

Pei Wenqing was not in a hurry to act, Dafeng Capital was his territory, and the defensive barrier of the capital was his handwriting.

In addition, there is an attack formation in the capital. It can be said that Dafeng Capital is his home field, even if a god of the upper three realms comes, he is sure to stay.

Yan Ping was not in a hurry, he walked towards Feng Youdao step by step, aiming at the jade seal on the table in front of him.

The Great Wind Kingdom's Great Ancestor Dragon Qi Seal plus the current Emperor's True Dragon Seal.

Only when the two are used together can the dragon energy of the Dafeng royal family be mobilized and Pei Wenqing suppressed.

Pei Wenqing's hands were stained with the blood of a Gale Emperor, and the Dragon Qi of the Gale Kingdom naturally overwhelmed him.

At that time, it really doesn't take a few tricks to kill him.

Yan Ping walked to the dragon chair and picked up the real dragon jade seal.

Pei Wenqing smiled and said, "Why, you also want to be an emperor to enjoy yourself. I cherish talents. If you are willing to worship under me, I don't mind letting you be emperor for a term."

Suet, jade, literacy, Confucianism and cultivation, all have the potential to become virtuous and holy.

If such a Confucianism cultivator can be brought under his sect, it may be an opportunity and a way for him to continue to break through to a higher level.

Yan Ping smiled: "I worship you, you are a rebellious person, can you stand my worship?"

Yan Ping held the real dragon jade seal in his left hand, and the Taizu Dragon Qi jade seal appeared in his right hand. Under Pei Wenqing's dull gaze, he lightly touched the two jade seals.

Anghou~~~~~~~!

The dragon roared.

A stream of dragon energy leaped from Taizu's imperial mausoleum, and at the same time, another stream of dragon energy rose from Feng Youdao's body.

At this moment, all the members of the Gale Royal Family had more or less dragon energy rising from their bodies.

Gather on the Golden Luan Hall, roar, and form a real dragon enchantment.

Except for Fengxuan who had just been promoted as the crown prince and crowned prince.

"go with!"

Yan Ping threw out the two jade seals stacked together, and the jade seals flew to the top of Pei Wenqing by themselves.

The next moment, the real dragon barrier shrank, directly covering Pei Wenqing alone.

"Ah~~~~~~!"

Pei Wenqing screamed and was immediately suppressed, a real dragon wrapped around his body tightly.

"Open it for me!"

The deity-level true energy erupted, breaking the shackles of the real dragon, but it was useless. The next moment, two real dragons flew out to bite and kill him.

Feng Youdao looked straight at Feng Xuan: "Xuan'er, why don't you have my Dafeng royal dragon spirit on you?"

Feng Xuan was also dumbfounded, never expecting such an outburst, "Father, I, I..."

Feng Youdao's face was gloomy, "Come here, go and tie Concubine De to me."

(End of this chapter)