I Have a Luck Altar

  Chapter 599 Supernatural powers! Refining God!

   "The poor monk just got the news that Marquis Wu'an disregarded the law and massacred all the monks in Guangming Temple for his own personal grievances. Your Majesty, please condemn Marquis Wu'an."

  The news of Miaojue's request for help and the news of the destruction of Guangming Temple and Guangming Temple almost reached his ears in tandem, and he didn't even have time to meet Xiao Jing, the governor of the Sky Xunsi Division!

  Chen Yuan is the envoy of Xuntiansi, the governor of the three southern states. He is very powerful, but no matter how strong he is, he is officially under the command of Xuntiansi. Therefore, he originally wanted to use Xiao Jing's power to suppress Chen Yuan's murderous intentions.

  Yaoxin is dead if he dies. After all, he took the initiative to achieve karma, and he can’t blame others, but Guangming Temple is the strongest nail in Buddhism in the south today, so there can be no mistakes.

  The grand plan of Buddhism preaching in the Central Plains has not been fully rolled out, and Guangming Temple must be kept.

  However, he had just prepared to invite Xiao Jing, and before the other party arrived, he received the news that Guangming Temple had been destroyed. For a moment, even though he was already in a calm state of mind, he was a little angry.

  Chen Yuan actually dared to slaughter Guangming Temple!

  Disregard the great plans of Buddhism.

  The magic is too deep!

   The emperor must be punished.

Jingtai's eyes flickered when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he felt a little happy. The strength of Buddhism has long been disliked by him, but he relies too much on Buddhism, so he can't say anything on the bright side. They can only sit back and watch Buddhism preach the Central Plains, gradually eroding the power of the rivers and lakes.

   What Chen Yuan did was quite in line with his wishes.

   But Samantabhadra was in front of him, so it was hard for him to say anything, so he feigned anger and asked in a concentrated voice:

   "There is such a thing? Marquis Wu An is really daring!"

   "Your Majesty, please come down!"

   Puxian Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and continued to speak in a deep voice.

  Jingtai nodded, and turned to Cao Zhengxian:

   "Eunuch Cao, what kind of law Wu Anhou has violated, he must be punished severely according to the law!"

  Cao Zhengxian just saw Jingtai's eyes full of deep meaning, sighed in his heart, straightened his face, bowed and said:

   "Report to Your Majesty, this is what the old minister wanted to report to you just now, but was interrupted by the National Teacher."

   "Oh? Then tell me about the process."

   "Yes" Cao Zhengxian did not look at Puxian Bodhisattva, but said softly:

   "The cause of this incident was that Yaoxin Arhat, the abbot of Guangming Temple, said that he wanted to settle his grievances with Marquis Wu'an, but he lost to Marquis Wu'an and was beheaded in front of the city of Shuzhou.

  Afterwards, the Marquis of Wu'an was furious, and accused the monks of Guangming Temple for plotting rebellion, attacking and killing the officials ordered by the imperial court. "

   "Have you ever found traces of the Wusheng Cult demon?" Jingtai frowned and leaned slightly.

   "We still don't know about it now, and I'm afraid we'll have to report to the headquarters in the future when the Sky Survey Department of Shuzhou will find out."

   "The Marquis of Wu'an violated the law?"

"Uh"

   "Say what you have, the national teacher is here, don't hide it." Jing Tai said in a condensed voice, as if he was speaking to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

   "Not guilty."

  Cao Zhengxian lowered his gaze, not looking at Puxian's face.

   "Innocent? How could he be innocent? Marquis Wu An slaughtered Guangming Temple, how could he be innocent?"

  Jingtai seemed a little surprised.

   "Your Majesty, since the establishment of the Xuntian Division, the emperor has issued an imperial decree, cutting first and playing later. The imperial power charters the right to make decisions on the fly.

  Over the years, the Xuntian Division has always acted in this way, and the number of souls killed by the sword is unknown, and it has contributed a lot of taxes to the Xuntian Division and the court. "

   "There is such a thing." Jingtai sighed lightly:

   "It's still my fault that the law is not perfect. Take note of my oral instructions. In the near future, let the Sky Surveyor be more cautious about the matter of destroying the family, and not do things too much."

   This appearance is naturally pretending to be seen by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. He hates Chen Yuan a little in his heart, but he also hates Buddhism. The imperial court had a lot of tolerance to Buddhism before, and it has become more and more excessive in recent years.

   can even incite the people

   Now that Chen Yuan, a vicious dog, took a bite out of Buddha's body for him, he felt relieved, but Puxian represented Lingshan, so naturally he couldn't show it.

   "Yes, the old minister complies."

   "Your Majesty, is this the end of the matter? Could it be that nearly a thousand lives in Guangming Temple are just for the Sky Surveyor to investigate?" Puxian Bodhisattva frowned.

  Jingtai looked at the other person’s expression, expressionless, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and immediately turned into agreement:

   "There is some truth in what the national teacher said. If that is the case, then we will punish Marquis Wu'an with half a year's salary as punishment. Unfortunately, if Marquis Wu'an violates the court laws, I will definitely cut his title."

   Puxian Bodhisattva's eyes were cold, and Jingtai looked at each other for a while, put his hands together and said:

   "Your Majesty distinguishes right from wrong, and the poor monk admires it. Little Leiyin Temple still has important matters, so the poor monk left first."

   After finishing speaking, Puxian turned and left without stopping for a moment.

  He represents the majestic Lingshan, a sacred place of Buddhism, and it is no problem to respect the emperor on weekdays, but now that Guangming Temple has been destroyed, it is only a light sentence of fine.

   It can already be seen that the Sima family's tolerance for Buddhism is about to reach its limit.

  Since this is the case, there is nothing to say.

   "The national teacher walks slowly."

   Jingtai said lightly.

   After a while, when Puxian was a little further away, Cao Zhengxian asked in a low voice:

   "Your Majesty, do you really want to punish Marquis Wu'an with half a year's salary?"

"I've been to Shuzhou for so long, but I haven't found the murderer who killed Lu Renjia. He even committed such a big thing. Naturally, he must be punished. Receive the reward, um, the half of Guangming Temple's extermination of the sect, and the headquarters of the altar, will be rewarded to him."

  The combination of kindness and power is the way of the emperor.

  Chen Yuan was rebellious, he had to be suppressed all the time, but not too hard, he had to do it step by step, until it completely entered his palm before giving up.

   "The veteran obeys the order."

   "Just now you came in in a hurry just to talk about the destruction of Guangming Temple?" Jingtai asked suddenly.

  Cao Zhengxian shook his head, with a solemn look on his face:

   "This matter is just a trivial matter. What the old minister wants to report to His Majesty is a major matter."

   "What is it?"

"Wu Tianxi, the envoy of Huangzi of the Sky Survey Department, sent a secret report to the headquarters of the Sky Survey Department, and the governor Xiao sent someone to pass it on to the old minister, saying that there was a severe drought in many places in Youzhou, and there was a plague spreading, and the spread was extremely fast. According to statistics, so far Tens of thousands of civilians have been killed or injured.”

  Jingtai’s pupils shrank, and he punched the chopping board:

   "Who spread the plague!"

   Once the word "according to statistics" comes out, the real situation must be even worse. I am afraid that the number of casualties is far more than 10,000. The real number must be suppressed by the officials there.

   "It is not known yet, the only ones who can be suspected are the barbarians in the north."

   "These bastards, Youzhou is adjacent to the grassland, don't they know that once the plague spreads, the death and injury in the grassland will be more serious?" Jingtai only feels that everything is not going well recently.

  The things he had prepared before were delayed again and again at this moment, and things happened one after another, which even made him feel angry.

   "Your Majesty calm down, the top priority now is to allocate funds to fight the drought, save the people, and stop the plague from spreading to Liangzhou and Bingzhou."

   "The previous pension rewards of the treasury and the internal treasury are almost exhausted."

  Jingtai frowned.

  Cao Zhengxian raised his head for a moment. It is normal for the treasury to be empty. After all, in recent years, all parts of the Jin Dynasty have been unstable, and they have to support an army of over one million to guard against the barbarians and the monsters in the south.

  But the inner treasury spent very little money except for the palace expenses and the construction of the mausoleum. He remembered that when Jingtai first came to the throne, there were countless gold, silver and yuan crystals in it.

  How could it be consumed so quickly?

   But he didn't ask, because as a person close to Jingtai, he vaguely understood that the emperor seemed to have a powerful influence in the Jianghu.

   It should be planning some big plan.

   "Your Majesty, please summon the elders of the clan and clan, open the secret realm of the royal family, and use the imperial court background to deal with the sudden disaster in Youzhou. The veterans think that someone must deliberately cause trouble in the thirteen prefectures of the Jin Dynasty, so we must guard against it."

  Jingtai pondered for a moment, and let out a sigh of relief:

   "The heritage of the royal family cannot be changed. This matter is related to the country."

  The world belongs to their Sima family. If the resources are insufficient and the strength of the Sima family cannot keep up, what will they do to stabilize the world?

   "Could it be possible to let Youzhou fend for itself?"

  Cao Zhengxian's back felt chills, and a trace of unbearable even flashed in his eyes.

  The people are the foundation of the country, and sometimes a bad piece may spread to more places.

  Jingtai closed his eyes and let out a mouthful of foul air:

   "Pass down my decree, add gifts from Qing, Shu, Yun and Nanzhou, and then stop my imperial tomb for a while, first stop the spread of the plague in Youzhou, and those who are infected will not be cured, and will be burned on the spot"

   "Your Majesty, the taxes in the southern states are already high enough, plus..." Cao Zhengxian seemed to have seen that the people below were driven to a desperate situation and raised their flags to rebel.

   "As long as those powers in the rivers and lakes and the aristocratic families don't get involved, the common people will make a fuss, and it won't be a big deal."

   "Your Majesty, this."

   "What better way do you have?"

   "The capital is honorable." Cao Zhengxian raised his hand, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

  Compared to the mud legs below, the nobles in the capital are the real riches. If you copy a few more, it will almost be worth the money and food needed for the disaster relief in Youzhou.

   "Stop talking nonsense!" Jingtai scolded.

  The Sima family relies on the nobles in the capital and the powers of the rivers and lakes to join forces. The attack on them is likely to cause a chain reaction.

   He must not move until he is ready.

   "The old minister made a slip of the tongue."

  Cao Zhengxian sighed softly.

  Jingtai looked ahead, a little melancholy, and said lightly:

   "Let's suffer more and suffer the common people"

   "The veteran obeys the order."

  Jingtai pondered for a moment, then waved his hand: "Have someone go to the imperial dining room to prepare some spiritual porridge for me, I'm hungry"

"I'm hungry too."

  In Chunhua Palace, Concubine Yang Guifei, dressed in a brocade robe, was leaning against the desk. The entire hall was empty, and all the maids were pushed back by him so that no one would disturb her.

  The deep palace is quiet, the more it is in the dead of night, the more so it is. It would be fine if she had never seen the light, but she had seen the light not long ago and was full many times.

   I also learned the true meaning of being hungry from that guy.

   Concubine Yang Guifei had a jug of wine in her hand, and she took a sip from time to time. She thought that she had endured loneliness for so many years, and even if she endured it for another year, it would not be a big deal.

Can.

  Since Chen Yuan left, she has lived through the years, as if there were ants and insects biting her heart, making her suffer from the loneliness in the middle of the night again and again.

  I would rather be in the palm of Yuan Lang than an imperial concubine.

  This is the true portrayal of Yang Guifei's mood at the moment. She is really tired of the same life in the palace, and always wants to change clothes and go out of the palace late at night.

   It's a pity that there is no one in Hou's mansion.

  With a long sigh, Concubine Yang drank the spiritual wine in the cup, recalling the delicious sea cucumber soup, and murmured in a low voice:

   "When will I be full again?"

   "I'm full, I'm really full."

  Tangshan Mansion, inside the Xuntian Hall.

  Ms. Xu was lying halfway in front of the table, and she couldn't get enough of the welding fume. She said that she was completely full and couldn't eat any more.

  Whether it's delicacies from mountains and seas or delicacies made from immortality, she doesn't want to move her chopsticks now.

   "Hong'er, your sister Xu is full, would you like to have a taste?" Chen Yuan took a bowl of milky crucian carp soup and sat in front of Shangguan Hong.

  I hope she also tastes cooking.

  But when Shangguan Hong saw Mrs. Xu smoking and drinking soup, how could she accept it?

  Why are you so good at cooking!

  Is this the horror of a body-training warrior?

   Cooking does not know tiredness at all.

   "No, no, I'm not married yet, no, no." Shangguan Hong pushed Chen Yuan away with a blushing face. After that, she didn't dare to stay, changed into new clothes, and quickly ran out of the hall.

   "You scared Shangguan's sister." Seeing the scene of Shangguan Hong fleeing in a hurry, Mrs. Xu, who came back to her senses, let out a laugh, and gave Chen Yuan a reproachful look.

  She thinks that Chen Yuan's nickname should not be Yao Dao, but the Wheel Demon.

   "Sooner or later, we have to get used to the customs of our Chen family." Chen Yuan let out a breath and chuckled. Before swallowing the blood of the unicorn, Chen Yuan decided to relax again.

  Facing the strange beast Huo Qilin with the best posture.

   "You came this time just to send Shangguan's sister over?" Mrs. Xu raised her head and glanced at the extraordinary and handsome Chen Yuan, her eyes were full of admiration.

   "Of course not, there are important things to do in Tangshan this time."

   "Can I know?"

   "It's about cultivation." Chen Yuan replied.

   Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't say much, Mrs. Xu was sensible and didn't ask too much. She just babbled about some recent affairs and the little apprentice Chen Yuan had accepted.

  Since she was sent to Tangshan by Chen Yuan, she has been cultivating hard with Yueshan and the others, and her cultivation base has also increased a lot. She often visits her with some gifts.

   The good name is called Shi Niang.

   Mrs. Xu saw that he was pitiful, and she didn't deny it. Instead, she gave him a lot of cultivation resources and advice.

   "That kid's aptitude is not bad, and he may have great achievements in the future." Chen Yuan thought of the little stone he met in Changshan Mansion, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but a slight smile.

   That kid wandered around in the market, and he was also good at storytelling, but he often broke chapters, and Yue Shan, who was listening to it, was beaten up, but he still couldn't change his temper.

   "Then you should cultivate well and recruit a few more disciples, maybe they will be of great use in the future."

   "Time waits for no one, and we don't have so much free time to waste on disciples." Chen Yuan shook his head slowly. Compared with external forces, he believed in himself more.

   "When will Sister Yu Qingyan and Yan Shu arrive?"

   "I don't know yet, it probably won't take too long."

   "What is the relationship between you and sister Yu Qingyan?"

   Thinking about Chen Yuan's reluctance to talk about it before, Mrs. Xu became more and more curious, wanting to find out the truth.

   "The secret inside is too big to reveal. After a while, you will know." Chen Yuan replied.

"Oh."

   "Ma'am, take a good rest, take on the current status of the old lady of the Chen family, and take care of Shangguan Hong." Chen Yuan made a point, after all, he still didn't let Shangguan Hong learn to smoke.

  Just let her smell it and get used to it in advance.

   "Leave now?"

   Mrs. Xu was a little bit reluctant.

   "Renrou Township is a hero's tomb. It's okay to stay occasionally, but I won't spend my time on it, madam." Chen Yuan turned his head.

   "Stop talking, I understand, let's go."

  Mrs. Xu squeezed out a smile.

   "Be patient for a while longer, the days of peace in the world will not be too far away."

"I believe you."

"Um."

  Chen Yuan, who left Ruanrou Township, didn't even say hello to Shangguanhong. It won't take long for him to devour the Qilin's blood this time, as long as it is done.

   On the way to Yukong, Chen Yuan woke up the sleeping Mo Luo, and asked him about the usage of the ice essence jade, and how to prepare Yunyun at that time.

   Swallowing the blood of a strange beast, this is the second time besides drinking the blood of the monster snake in Tangshan before.

  The last time was completely different from this time.

  One is just a monster in the Condensation Realm, and its spiritual intelligence has not yet been fully activated, and the other is a natural and magical beast. The gap is too great.

  The risk is also completely different.

  According to Mo Luo, the fire unicorn is inherently holy. Since its birth, its strength has been able to match that of the real soul, and when it grows to the peak, it is an existence of the level of a peerless true king.

   You don’t even need to deliberately practice.

   But the low lower limit also means that the upper limit is low. At least as far as he knows, there seems to be no beast in the world that can break through the six realms without opening its spiritual intelligence similar to the fire unicorn.

  I have basically been stuck in the fifth realm all my life.

   It can be said that it is the blood of success, and the blood of failure.

  However, this kind of divine beast also has another miracle, that is, its lifespan is extremely long, even immortals can't compare with the lifespan of these strange beasts.

  So, devouring the fire unicorn is a very difficult thing.

  If there hadn’t been a large array of heaven and earth that wiped out the fire unicorn for more than two hundred years, even if Chen Yuan had the ice essence jade, he would not have suggested Chen Yuan to take risks. If he was not careful, he might burn himself under the fire of the gods.

  Chen Yuan agrees with this point of view very much. After all, one must avoid doing things that are beyond one's own means. However, he also knows a word, the greater the danger, the greater the reward!

   As long as he doesn't die, even if Fire Qilin has been worn down for more than two hundred years, his strength will definitely make a qualitative leap!

  Supernatural powers! Refining God!

  ———

  Continue to ask for a monthly pass!

  Bosses who still have tickets in hand, please don’t take pity on the stones.

  I can take it!

  Also, don’t raise books, brothers, can’t you be satisfied with the daily 4D blasting?

  (end of this chapter)