Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 315 The poor front seat in the middle of the night
Liao Kingdom, deep palace, outside Changming Hall.

The icy steps were covered with frost, and the guards outside the door, the palace maid and Huangmen were shivering from the cold, breathed into their palms, walked back and forth, and rubbed their hands vigorously from time to time to give themselves a little warmth.

Inside the hall, there is still light, burning candlesticks, torches on the walls, and braziers placed in the corners, illuminating the majestic palace made of marble.

Daliao has been established for more than 300 years. Although it is a peaceful corner, it can be regarded as strong and prosperous.

It's a pity that all dynasties have unworthy kings, such as Daliao, which has been passed down for more than ten generations, and there are quite a few stupid people.

The current king of Daliao is one of them.

It has been three years since I ignored the government, entrusted all major and minor matters to the national teacher, and devoted myself to refining the outer alchemy, searching for immortals and visiting Taoism, in order to live forever.

"Come here, come here, get a portion of nectar for Gu! Today Gu is going to hold a banquet for the moon, praying for the gods to come to the world and give them the elixir!"

The king, who was half drunk, staggered to the gate of the palace with two concubines on his left and one on his right.

"My lord, the dew plate will not be able to collect a plate of dew until midnight, and it's not the time yet!"

A little yellow door boldly stepped forward to complain.

The dew plate is a large silver plate, placed on a ten-foot-high platform, to receive dew every month, and it is used for alchemy and medicine.

According to the famous alchemists in the Immortal Hall, manna is clean and can be used as a medicine for health preservation and life extension. Taking it for a long time can make you look young.

Therefore, set up a high platform and make a dew-bearing plate. Every day, the king of the country will drink dew, and then practice the art of imperial daughter becoming a fairy taught by the national teacher.

All major and minor matters in the court should be entrusted to the national teacher, so that the court has been abolished and the politics has been corrupted for ten years.

"Your Majesty, there is no more nectar, why don't you go to the alchemy room to get a gourd golden elixir. I remember that the alchemist reported back last month and made a Leopard Fetal Yijing Pill. Let my sisters try it too?"

The two concubines looked at each other. The names of their parents and clan members were all in the hands of the national teacher. They had long been the eyes and ears of the national teacher. They had to pay attention to the movement of the harem and pass on information at all times.

The king himself is fatuous, and he was raised in a deep palace since he was a child. He doesn't understand these privacy methods at all, and he is unaware of the changes around him.

Before he knew it, the alchemists headed by the national teacher almost controlled most of the harem, and all the palace ladies of the Huangmen had to listen to them.

But anyone who has a heart for the royal family will be sent away and replaced by people who obey the orders of the national teacher.

Poor king, still drunk and dreaming of death, living like a fat pig raised, not knowing that the time of death is coming.

In the alchemy room, there are still alchemists guarding the fire at night, adding firewood from time to time to maintain the temperature.

Since ancient times, burning and refining elixir has been extremely hard and dangerous work.

Alchemy is hard work, all night without sleep, just to pinpoint the exact time to make the mercury vapor in the alchemy furnace frost smoothly, and then add materials according to the time, such as sulfur, charcoal, saltpeter and so on.

Many alchemists will train some apprentices to guard the fire instead of themselves, saving time.

Alchemy is still a dangerous job.

In many cases, the alchemist who burns the elixir is not sure what will happen, and the formation of each elixir requires hundreds of experiments.

Experiments are unpredictable, and furnaces are destroyed and people die frequently during the experimentation of Dan Fang.The famous black powder is said to have been born during this process.

Even the king, who is obsessed with alchemy, knows that he cannot place the alchemy room in his own residence.

Therefore, Danfang is actually a single-door detached courtyard, which is deliberately separated and surrounded by artificial canals. One is for the convenience of water collection, the other is for the convenience of sewage discharge, and the third is for fire fighting.

On an average of ten days and a half months, the furnace needs to be fried once and replaced with new equipment.

Over the past ten years, more than gold and silver have been thrown into it?

The consumption of alchemy cannot be done without all the power of the country.

"It's late at night, isn't it good to leave the palace at this time?"

Although his mind was a little blurry after drinking, the king still knew that it was a little far away.

He hesitated, but then he refused.

"The gate of the palace has been locked. It is too troublesome to leave the palace at this time. It is better to wait until tomorrow morning after tossing back and forth."

Drunken, he turned around and was about to walk into the hall.

The two concubines think about it too, they actually don't want to play like this and go through a lot of tossing, if they really arouse that group of people, and then open the palace door, I'm afraid they will really toss until tomorrow morning.

Once the gate of the palace is locked, unless there is an emergency or an accident, it will be very troublesome even if the king himself wants to go out, unless he wants to run at night, go out alone without a car, entourage, etc.

With his eyes open and leaning against the wall, the almost thirty-year-old king retched for a while, Fang Cai seemed to have drunk a little too much, and he was not feeling well now.

"Fun Lord! Singing and singing every night, what a licentiousness! Lost morals! Neglecting government affairs, ignoring the court! Lost government! Deprecating sages, appointing villains! Immoral!"

"With such a ruthless and ruthless monarch, why worry about the country not being chaotic and the people's livelihood not being difficult?"

Right in front of the young king, there was a figure in Taoist clothes in green clothes, pointing at his nose and cursing, the spitting stars were about to splash on his face.

The two concubines were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

The king turned his back and didn't see it, but they saw with their own eyes how the Taoist transformed from a white crane into a human form.

Of course they don't think of gods, they only think of them as monsters.

Ye Gong loves dragons, that's all.

When miraculous things happen before their eyes, they will be frightened and panicked.

"Come here! Escort! Escort!"

"Assassins, there are assassins!"

With the sound of shrill shouts, soon, a large group of people arrived, with the sound of footsteps, the sound of armor, and the sound of weapons colliding.

The inspecting guards arrived immediately and surrounded the place neatly.

This is the royal guard, which can be regarded as one of the troops in the Daliao Kingdom that still maintains combat effectiveness so far.

The national division once tried to get involved in the military power of this guard, but was forcefully pushed back by the royal family. This is an army that is only loyal to the royal family.

The king who had drunk was fearless. He didn't panic at all, and he didn't care about the guards around him. He just looked at the Taoist in Tsing Yi and asked curiously:
"Who is the gentleman? Immortal? Demon? God? Ghost? Dare I ask what the title is? Where did it come from?"

"Hmph! I'm a fairy! My name is Ding Lingwei, and I'm from the Maolin Ding family thousands of years ago. I'm here today to seek justice!"

When Ding Lingwei flicked his sleeves, he heard a clanging sound, and all the armor and weapons on the surrounding guards dropped to the ground.

"Okay, this move is good!"

The king's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands.

"However, it is worse than the national teacher. The national teacher can breathe out flames and scoop up copper coins from the oil pan with both hands without contamination. Although the Taoist's skill is good, he is still not qualified to be a national teacher."

"At most...be a fifth-rank Propaganda Envoy!"

The king stretched out five fingers and counted, with a demented look on his face.

He is still awake, almost in a dream.

"I don't know if the person is an alchemist in the wild or a Taoist somewhere. Is there a certificate? If there is no certificate, you have to make a certificate first, which is quite troublesome. If you perform another trick, I will waive this procedure for you. "

He actually regarded Ding Lingwei as a first-rate alchemist or Taoist seeking an official position.

The biggest difference between an alchemist and a Taoist is that an alchemist has no ultimatum, and often comes and goes as he pleases. He lives in the deep mountains and old forests, and rarely sees outsiders.

A Taoist is a monk who has been approved by the court and has been assessed and issued a degree certificate. Regardless of whether he has true Taoism or not, as long as he has a degree certificate.

"...with a king like you, really, really..."

Ding Lingwei summoned ice water and poured it on his head. Suddenly, he was half sober.

Add another basin of ice water, blown by the cold wind in the hall, and wake up completely.

"This, this, is it really a fairy?"

The king looked around in surprise. Everyone, including his two concubines, paused, frozen in place in various postures, just like leaves frozen in amber.

After he was horrified, his eyes were full of frenzy.

That is the joy of a long-cherished wish!
"Hahahahahaha, Gu's sincerity finally touched the immortal, and the immortal finally came to Gu's eyes!"

Looking crazy, the king laughed and rushed towards Ding Lingwei, but was dodged.

"Immortal, please give me the elixir of longevity, I don't want to die, I want to live another 30 years!"

Seeing that Ding Lingwei was very unenthusiastic, and obviously disliked himself, the lord did not consider the dignity of the lord at all, and fell to his knees on the spot, weeping profusely.

"You actually only have three years of life left..."

Ding Lingwei saw that the ruler in front of him was poisoned, and his life was not long.

"You have eaten too much lead and mercury, which are highly poisonous, and you have squandered your essence. The thief has gone to the empty space, and the foundation is completely empty. Now it is beyond the reach of medicine and stone, and it is impossible for gods to save it."

"Gu, I don't want to die yet!"

"I beg the gods to save me! I don't want to die yet!"

Ding Lingwei stopped paying attention to him and just looked not far away.

A faint shadow stands under the moon.

"Another ghost? How dare you come in front of me? Did someone Ding kill many ghosts along the way? Why seek death..."

Ding Lingwei's words are not conceited. As far as the human world is concerned, most of those lands are the prostitutes of Mao God in one village and one village. There are only a few hundred believers, and few of them can become famous.

Even the Lord of Famous Mountains and Great Rivers, there are very few who can defeat him outside the scope of the priesthood.

Of course, except for places that have come from ancient times like Emperor Taishan.

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