All Lords: I Created The Mythical Heaven!

Dragon Inn.

Private room on the seventh floor.

It is said to be an elegant room, but in fact the size of the space is the same as that of a large courtyard. In the courtyard there is a ten thousand year old jujube tree, jade trees and luxuriant branches, as well as pines and cypresses.

Dong Dong Dong——!

"Enter."

Bao Dawen and the storyteller joined hands, took a step forward together, knocked on the carved wooden door, and pushed in after receiving permission.

The spiritual energy hits you, and the fragrance falling from the jujube tree has the effect of calming the mind and calming the soul.

"I have met His Majesty."

Bao Qinwen and Storyteller bowed and spoke.

Hearing the sound, Lu Yun ended his meditation practice under the jujube tree, and his Qi in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm became even more sophisticated.

"How was Constantine's stay at the Dragon Gate Inn?"

Lu Yun stood up and asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, he first went to the atrium teahouse on the first floor and listened carefully to all the news in the fairy city."

"Then I went on-site to inspect the branches of the Magical Beast Farm and the Plane Trading Hall."

"Then the moment I boarded Jianmu, my whole body felt like being struck by lightning, and I couldn't recover for a long time."

Lu Yun nodded.

Anyone who sees the long-vanished ancient world tree in full bloom and filled with endless small worlds will be stunned.

"Bai Gui, you will continue to be solely responsible for the opening of the Dragon Gate Inn and Plane Hall in the abyss level world."

Lu Yun successively ordered several people to complete the tasks.

The issue of purchasing and distributing goods in the Abyss World Market was filled with shock and awe.

Very effectively addressed and implemented.

"Your Majesty, regarding the issue of Dean Bai's world that you entrusted to us, we have already inquired about the information about the refugees in Dean's world."

"After careful screening and comparison, the small world [Tang Li] plane linked under the Ziwei Realm was finally determined."

There were beads of sweat streaming down Bao Wenting's head, and he was using his exploratory magical powers to consume a lot of money.

"oh?"

Lu Yun's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to touch the Ten Thousand Years Jujube tree behind him, and three jujubes fell from his palm.

"Wannian Lingzao has the magical effect of consolidating the essence and essence, and can open up people's wisdom."

"Good job. Let's take it and try it."

Lu Yun handed over the Ling Zao in his palm.

"I thank your Majesty."

Bao Wenwen and the storyteller hurriedly reached out to take it, took it in a hurry, opened their mouths and bit it down, the juice overflowed and went into their throats.

It tastes delicious, and it feels like a fire is rising in my heart.

Continuously burning the distracting thoughts in the spiritual sea, continuously nurturing one's own magical powers, and the realm becomes more profound under the influence of Lingzao.

"Nine-day interviewers need to keep an eye on the movements of the Sea Spirit Abyss. It is always a good thing to have another scout."

Lu Yun's thoughts were fleeting, he patted his hands and praised them, and after encouraging the two of them, he walked out of the elegant courtyard.

Just came out of the courtyard.

"with me."

Facing Bai Juyi and Wu Song who were full of wine and food, Lu Yun directly called them to accompany them.

The three people turned into three rays of golden, white, and red escaping light and headed towards the tree crown.

Not long.

Three rays of light, one after the other, landed in an orderly ascension area, patrolled by heavenly soldiers and feather guards from time to time.

"I have met His Majesty!"

Lu Yun exchanged greetings for a while, then led Wu Song and Bai Juyi into a front door.

"Your Majesty, is this..."

Bai Juyi hesitated for a moment and stopped at the door. He could not move for a long time, and he was even more timid about being close to his hometown.

"Tang Li plane."

"Mr. Bai has always been thinking about Miss Chen Xiangling, but he hesitated to move forward when he became famous."

Lu Yun joked.

Wu Song's eyes flashed, staring at Bai Juyi and Lu Yun, and then he looked up to the sky and sighed.

"I feel even more timid when I'm close to my hometown. I don't dare to ask anyone."

"Although Bai is not ashamed of Song Zhiwen and Yuan Zhen, this is the situation."

"Only this poem can briefly express someone's messy mood."

Bai Juyi took out the well-maintained Ssangyong bronze mirror in his hand, and the embroidered shoes under his feet were still the same.

"Go and have a look."

"The things that are on your mind will be resolved sooner or later, I promise."

Lu Yun did not explain too much and entered the flowing light curtain channel.

Wu Song hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said to Bai Juyi: "Wu Er guesses that Mr. Chen's mood is related to Miss Chen Xiangling."

"Although the river water is turbid, there are times when it is clear, and although the aconite is black, there are times when it is white."

"Only by hiding and saying goodbye, we can be content with each other indefinitely."

"Wu Er is not talented, but he has read his elegant works. His poems are full of lovesickness and sorrow, and they are still fresh in my memory."

"Sir, please move."

Bai Juyi thought of the beautiful woman who had always been with the ancient Buddha with a green lantern. He could no longer hold back his thoughts and strode into the passage of the world.

Before approaching.

"I comb my gray hair and add new hatred, while you sweep away the green moth and become old. I should be surrounded by strange people and feel melancholy. When young people say goodbye, they meet again..."

Tens of thousands of teachers and students read Bai Juyi's uncomposed old poems in unison, and then respectfully sent Dean Bai off.

…

Tang Li world.

Jade Emperor Temple.

The temple is full of incense, the cars and sedans are crowded, and there is a constant flow of people coming and going to burn incense.

There is a female believer in the temple who is pious and offers incense.

She has a slim body, a face like a hibiscus, and eyes like bright stars. She is extremely beautiful. Although fatness was regarded as beauty in the Tang Dynasty, this girl is not fat, but she is still a little thin.

"Ms. Chen, can't you forget Mr. Bai?"

The nun put away the wooden fish, walked over and sighed.

"The school secretary is famous throughout the Tang Dynasty just because of his young age. He is also a high school scholar."

"I know that I am a feng shui vulgar girl and I am not worthy of the immortals of the Tang Dynasty. I just want to worship in front of the Buddha."

"Bless your safety sir."

Chen Xiangling's tone was sincere, but also filled with sadness that could not be erased from her heart.

"Idiot...why bother...why bother."

The nun stared at the bluebird outside the window and couldn't stop lamenting.

Ten years.

Chen Xiangling and her father have been wandering and singing, occasionally relying on their ancestral Feng Shui skills to support their family.

It is not that there are no pursuers along the way.

On the contrary, since Chen Xiangling got hairpins, there has been an endless stream of marriage seekers, but she rejected them all.

It's just that this infatuation has good consequences.

That year, there was a banquet in Qujiang.

Bai Juyi, a scholar in the imperial examinations, was so popular that almost half of the city of Chang'an was deserted in order to watch the poet.

The families of nobles and ministers will take advantage of this opportunity, and no less than a hundred wealthy families will choose a quick son-in-law.

"My husband said he would ask my mother again to make her agree..."

"Although the river water is turbid, there are times when it is clear, and although the aconite is black, there are times when it is white."

"Xiang Ling has been waiting for ten years."

Chen Xiangling held Bai Juyi's farewell handkerchief, and the white moon reflected was the best color to describe first love.

Lu Yun stood in front of the Buddha statue, holding a stick of incense in his hand. He did not worship or light it. He just looked at the people present quietly.

Such a strange scene.

No one paid attention to the monks and pilgrims in the temple, even if a devout couple passed by.

He also subconsciously avoided the position where Lu Yun was standing.

"There is no humble family in the upper class, and there is no powerful family in the lower class."

"In the Tang Dynasty, men from official families would not choose daughters from high-ranking families as wives until they were in their thirties."

"However, there are few girls from poor families who stay at home all their lives and die in depression."

"It's not that poor girls are not beautiful, but it's the view of family status that cannot be overridden by wealthy nobles."

Lu Yun slowly lit a stick of incense and offered it to the blazing light Buddha in the temple.

The green smoke curls up, and the wind blows away the pain and febrile diseases of the monks and pilgrims in the temple.

…

(During the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Ziwei had the Buddhist title of "Golden Wheel Blazing". Emperor Ziwei was a multidimensional godhead of stars, mountains, the underworld, and Buddhism...)