Quickly wear the big man's hand to tear up the white-eyed wolf

Everyone looked at Mozisi who woke up on the bed.

Mozisi only felt weak.

Dry mouth and uncomfortable.

The Queen Mother stood in front of Mozis's bed and wiped her tears.

Empress Dowager Xuan glanced at Empress Dowager Wang impatiently, and said to Mozisi: "Why is the emperor in a coma?"

Mozisi leaned back against the soft pillow, and a blush appeared on his pale face.

He coughed unnaturally lightly, leaving his mouth to talk about it.

"Back to the imperial grandmother, I think that the grandson was worried about the northwest war, and he passed out under anxiety, cough, and now the grandson has woken up, and the grandmother and queen mother are worried."

Empress Dowager Xuan glanced at Mozisi, who had an unnatural face, and did not expose his lie, and instructed him to take people away after a good recuperation.

The Queen Mother was going to stay.

She is going to tell her son that she suspects that the queen is against you.

But without waiting for her to speak, she was frightened by Empress Dowager Xuan's eyes, and finally left stunned.

Princess Youyang originally wanted to take the opportunity to present a group of beautiful women to the palace to serve Mozisi.

Fu thought about what Mozisi was in a coma for, so it was difficult to talk about women again.

After all, she didn't want to arouse the emperor's suspicion.

Although she is the eldest sister of the emperor, the royal family has always been weak.

She didn't dare to gamble.

After everyone left, only Jiu Xi and the Empress remained.

Mozisi glanced at the queen impatiently and motioned for the queen to leave.

The queen also stepped down with a smile.

Suddenly, only Jiu Xi disguised as Xi Guoshi and Mozisi were left in the hall.

Mozisi looked at Jiu Xi gratefully: "This time, thanks to the national master's rescue, I want to reward the national master." Jiu

Xi smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, this is the duty of a minister, but His Majesty has just recovered from a serious illness, and the other problems on his body are afraid to be a little tricky."

Mozis's heart tightened.

Now he trusts Jiu Xi very much.

When Jiuxi's words fell, Mozisi asked, "Is there still a problem?"

Jiu Xi nodded thoughtfully.

Fu Xu pretended to be profound: "Your Majesty's vitality has been greatly damaged after this, and the Holy Body is no longer as good as before," "

What should I do?"

Mozisi asked urgently.

"Does Your Majesty know self-cultivation?"

"The ancient method has cultivation to retreat the dirt and dregs of the human body, so as to solidify the qi and clear the spirit, and strengthen the muscles and bones."

"When Chen was cultivating in the deep mountains, he accidentally obtained an ancient book, and one of them taught mortals the method of cultivation and health preservation."

"Oh? Seriously? "

Interest came when Meziston came.

Jiu Xi stroked his beard with a smile, took out a thin book from his sleeve and handed it to the chamberlain on the side.

"Your Majesty, please see, this is this book,"

"Mortals are accustomed, can be reborn, gather the master, go to mortals to turbid qi, get the induction of heaven and man, be guided by the gods, prolong life is not a problem," "

Those with immortal roots, can step into the ranks of cultivators, completely get rid of mortals' birth, old age, illness and death, and chase the avenue."

Mozisi was overwhelmed by Jiuxi's words.

He excitedly motioned for the chamberlain to open the book.

At a glance, he was stunned.

"This? National teacher, why is there no word in this book? Jiu

Xi smiled calmly: "Your Majesty, this is a divine book, how can it be compared with mortal books?" His Majesty needs to burn incense and bathe, pray sincerely, fast for one day, slow for three days, and will be able to feel the mystery of this wordless heavenly book. "

What the national teacher said is very reasonable."

The National Master of Xi Hui was given a high gift by the Son of Heaven.

The news that the Son of Heaven was cured by the national master spread all over the place.

Coupled with the help of well-intentioned people, the prestige of the national teacher was completely solidified in the hearts of the people of Daqing.

The next day, the national master took the stage to ask God, praying for heaven's blessing of Daqing, smooth wind and rain, and the safety of the country.

Daqing has not rained for months.

More and more displaced people are appearing everywhere.

However, Mozisi had no intention of helping.

He burned incense and bathed in meditation for three days according to the mental method taught by Jiuxi.

Sure enough, on the third day, I felt a wonderful warm current from the Heavenly Spirit Cover to all parts of my body.

Then he saw the words gradually revealed on the wordless heavenly book.

Ink was ecstatic.

The national master really did not lie to him!

The wordless book is really useful!

In Mozston, there is a sense of déjà vu that opens up a new world.

It's an amazing feeling.

Let him be addicted to it.

And he found that as his understanding of the wordless heavenly book deepened, Mozisi gradually felt that his body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This proves that this wordless heavenly book is a divine thing!

The beauty of Mozisi is no longer in love, and the early dynasty has been pushed from once every five days to once in half a month.

On the day that Jiu Xi invited the rain, Mozisi was addicted to cultivation and could not extricate himself.

When dark clouds gathered on the side of the day, and lightning and thunder, a large and a small bald monk appeared in Kyoto.

"Uncle Junior, this rain is really coming! Along the way, the earth dried up and broke, and there was never a sign of rain.

The old monk looked at the palace, his eyes were complicated: "The Heavenly Dao has not yet stopped it, this rain can naturally fall, the Heavenly Dao allows, I can't stop it." "

Go, go and see the high man."

"Uncle Junior?"

The old monk didn't look at the little monk, raised his foot and walked towards the place where the purple qi was strongest.

At the foot of the Kyoto Imperial Castle.

A huge rain platform is erected high.

Hundreds of elite soldiers gathered around the stage.

The minister of the dynasty looked at Jiu Xi on the high platform from a distance, and his expression was shocked.

"The national teacher is extraordinary, I know this, but the national teacher can invite rain, I don't believe it, but now,"

Shang Shu looked at the rolling dark clouds in the sky with a complicated face, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

One of the top ministers in the dynasty gathered in a tea house not far from the imperial city.

The minister looked at the figure on the high platform and sighed: "Before, I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, thinking that His Majesty was deceived by the demon path, until the national master calculated the secrets of those few, and now I can invite rain, I am not surprised." The

prime minister held the teacup and looked at the figure on the high platform with a weighing look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty is ignoring the imperial government now, what do you think, how is the national teacher?"

The ministers looked at each other, and they all saw the playfulness in each other's eyes.

National teacher, be the end.

Suddenly, a thunder sounded out of thin air.

"Boom~!"

In the blink of an eye, a torrential downpour fell with the wind.

The people of Kyoto cheered, and the old people and children stood in the rain enjoying the long-lost rain.

Everyone moved out of their homes to catch the rain.

It rained all day and night.

The people rejoiced all night.

The water in the river slowly rises back to its original shoreline.

Tanaka was full of rain.

That heavy rain spread around Kyoto.

What everyone will never forget is the mushrooms that came out of the ground after that rain.

There are also people on the border of Daqing who have witnessed that it rains in Daqing, but the small country only a line away has not dripped rain.

Almost everyone on the frontier saw the well-defined rain.

Heavy rain shrouded the whole of Daqing, and the small country that had been arid for a long time in the surrounding area could only watch as the ground not far away was wet by the rain.

And the territory of these small countries is still in drought and natural disasters.

The rain in Daqing seemed to be covered with a cover.

As soon as this rain fell, no one shook the status of the Xijun National Division.

The reputation of the Xi Huan Guoshi among the people of Daqing surpassed that of Mozisi, the emperor.

The people of Daqing only knew the deeds of the Xiqi National Master, but not the Daqing Emperor.

For a while, no one in the limelight of the Xi Jun National Division came out.

The general Zhao Kuang begged Jiu Xi to save his beloved daughter.

"National Master, if you can save the little girl from death, this general will only take the lead of the National Division."

"In a word."

Although Zhao Jieyu was spared the death penalty, it was impossible to escape the living crime.

He was sent by Mozisi to the remote imperial tomb on the grounds of protecting the imperial tomb.

In this life, Zhao Jieyu is destined to die in the imperial tomb.

Since the rain was successful and Mozisi's cultivation went further, Mozisi handed over some of the matters in his hand to the national master Xijiao to handle.

Mozisi believed that with the cultivation of a national teacher, he must be a common thing that could not look at ordinary things.

And now he can cultivate, all thanks to the national master.

Therefore, giving the national teacher a little right to handle state affairs on his behalf is also expressing his importance to the national teacher.

"Snap!"

"Aaaaah!"

A bitter scream pierced the early morning in the Southeast Palace.