First Class Taoist Gate

Everyone is worried, everyone is calculating, and everyone has their own little abacus in their hearts.

The refugees are calculating how to eat their next meal, and the landlord is calculating how to gain stability in the troubled times and keep their wealth in their hands. Aristocratic families are calculating how to resist exploitation by the court and resist Yang Guang's constantly weakening methods.

Zhang Bairen was also calculating, looking into the distance, standing in the small building speechless for a long time.

Zhang Bairen is constantly deducing his own techniques, and the innate Taoist rhyme on the womb in his body has completely dissipated. A crisis is approaching, and he is always urging him to get close to the grandson Wugou and seize the innate qi in the opponent's body. .

This will came abruptly, but Zhang Bairen knew that the matter had reached a critical moment, and whether his road could be completed or not depends on the level of Changsun Wugou.

That’s right, it depends on the level of Wugou of the grandson. The calculations from the divine nature indicate that Wugou is the key to taking the last step. That innate immaculateness is a drop of brine. Relying on the drip of brine, oneself The fetus in the body will be completely and flawlessly sealed. Wash away the remnants of the incarnation of the gods, and derive their own lines.

If you can't derive your own lines in time, Zhang Bairen's three souls and seven souls will turn into a stillborn child and die.

"My lord, I want to see you, Miss No Time!" Just as Zhang Bairen was thinking, Xiaohu's words came from behind.

"No time? Ask her to come in!" Zhang Bairen was taken aback, nodding without a trace, waiting for the arrival of Wu Gu, the grandson.

Zhang Bairen was not allowed to wait for long, but a scent of fragrant breeze struck, and a cold and pure voice sounded: "The people's daughter has no time. See the governor."

"Get up, you and I know each other in the rivers and lakes, why bother to be polite" Zhang Bairen turned to look at the grandson Wugou, still wearing the white clothes, it seemed to be arousing for some reason.

"I never thought that the son would be the most famous governor in the world." A touch of emotion flashed in the eyes of Changsun Wukui.

Zhang Bairen shook his head. Changsun Wugou's acting is too bad and too bad, but he doesn't try to break it down: "Sit down and talk!"

"I heard people say that the chief governor has become the elixir of longevity?" Changsun Wugu blinked, staring at Zhang Bairen pretty.

"Yes, it is also a blessing in misfortune!" Zhang Bairen sighed in his heart. If he hadn't met Xu Fu, the longevity medicine might not have been successfully refined.

Wu Di Yinya bit her red lips and looked at Zhang Bairen: "The governor, the little woman wants to take a look at the elixir of longevity, please also the governor to show her favor!"

Zhang Bairen was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect the grandson Wugou to be direct, and then he came back to his senses and said: "How precious is the elixir of longevity..."

"If you have any conditions, do not hesitate to speak up!" Changsun Wugou said.

With the magic medicine of longevity, Li Shimin's control can be resolved and Li Yuanba's wisdom can be restored. This magic medicine of longevity is the top priority.

"It's okay, the Governor is not a stingy person. Depending on your friendship with me, the Governor will give you a chance!" Zhang Bairen took out the longevity medicine pill from his sleeve: "Give you half a stick of incense, how much you can remember is up to you By myself."

Changsun Wugou took the longevity magic pill in his hand for a moment, so simple? The elixir of longevity medicine is here!

"Wow!"

An incense plant was pinched off by Zhang Bairen and inserted into the bluestone slab, with his eyes looking towards the distant lake.

Changsun Wuku couldn't care to speak, immediately opened the prescription in his hand and began to memorize it by rote.

The air seemed to stop flowing, and the time for half a stick of incense was not enough for Changsun Wuguo, but it was almost short.

The elixir of longevity cannot be kept secret, it will be pieced together by the monks from all walks of life sooner or later, so it is better to sell the longson Wugou as a favor.

The half stick of incense went out, and Zhang Bairen turned to look at the goose face of Wuguo Changsun.

Very tempting! Make people want to rush to hug it and give it a bite.

"Time is up!" Zhang Bairen waved his palm, and Dan Fang fell into his hand.

Wugu, the longson, pondered for a moment, and stood up and respectfully saluted Zhang Bairen: "Thanks to the governor!"

Zhang Bairen shook his head, looking at the distant grandson Wuguo, Yuan Tiangang walked out in a puzzled manner: "How can the governor show her Danfang so easily? Does the governor look at her?"

"You don't understand the long line to catch big fish, you don't understand this!" Zhang Bairen slowly sat down at the water pavilion: "You will preside over the gold sticker for the March National Festival."

"The governor can rest assured, this matter is not difficult for me!" Yuan Tiangang smiled.

The sun around his body turned in real air, Zhang Bairen began to cultivate the sun **** body, washing the hair and cutting the marrow, if someone could cut Zhang Bairen's bones, he would find that the bones all over his body were crystal clear as jade at this time, like burnt glass, indestructible and not stained with dust.

Time flies fast, all kinds of disputes in the arena continue, and news of the birth of the elixir of longevity one after another has provoked countless people in the rivers and lakes to chase, but the wise people withdraw one after another and stand on the sidelines.

After such a long time, the elixir of longevity has been swallowed long ago, and there is no doubt that the elixir of longevity circulating in the arena is harmful.

Days passed, and soon came the season when the grass grew and the warblers flew. Now Jiangnan is already green with branches of willow trees.

In the courtyard

Zhang Bairen's whole body is like a melting pot, and people dare not approach it. Although the grass grows and flies, there is no grass in the courtyard. The soil and blue bricks on the ground have been turned into colored glaze.

The mighty sunlight in the sky was like a pike falling from the sky, stabbing people to open their eyes, Zhang Bairen hesitated, and the light in the radius couldn't help but dim.

After the work was completed, Zhang Bairen's body heat subsided, and he heard a sound of footsteps: "The governor, this is the day of the state sacrifice, the governor should also take a bath to avoid delaying the good day."

"Time is so fast, it's March 3 in a blink of an eye?" Zhang Bairen opened his eyes slowly, and stood up in thought for a while.

Although he is not stained with dust, bathing is still a necessary procedure. It is not only the body but also the soul that bathes and washes.

After washing his body and putting on a new brocade, Zhang Bairen sat in the carriage and headed to the altar.

The national sacrifice, of course, is indispensable to the Manchu civil and military, and the emperor.

The Manchu dynasty civil servants were whispering under the altar, complaining and complaining in their hearts, but they did not dare to say it out loud.

The power of the whole country to forge treasures for one person is just a joke!

But right now, the Manchu civil and military forces could not see Yang Guang's face at all. He wanted to persuade him but couldn't persuade him. For a while, he didn't know how to speak.

Zhang Bairen's horse-drawn carriage came slowly to the altar, and the Manchu dynasty was quiet for a moment.

The curtain was lifted, Zhang Bairen slowly got off the carriage, his eyes looked far away, and after a while, he got out of the carriage and stood silent under the altar.

Yuan Tiangang approached and bowed to Zhang Bairen: "Also ask the Governor to give me the gold sticker."

Zhang Bairen took out the gold sticker from his arms and handed it to Yuan Tiangang. Yuan Tiangang put the gold sticker on the tray and bid farewell to leave.

Of course, the national sacrifice to the emperor will come, come and walk through the scene.

"Long live my emperor, long live long live!" When the emperor arrived and the officials paid respect, Zhang Bairen also saluted.

"All the Aiqings are flat!" Yang Guang got out of the carriage, looked at the ministers who worshipped the ground, and let out a sigh.

Taiyuan Lijia

Li Shimin didn't see any abnormalities in his whole body, as if he was a common man, standing quietly in the courtyard without speaking.

Spring Return Jundao: "Zhang Bairen caused a lot of noise this time. He also knew that if the second Zheng of the Great Sui Dynasty failed and was unable to return to the sky, he broke the can and used the waste of the Dragon Qi of the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty."

"It's so courageous, the whole nation will sacrifice and refine a treasure. If these six-character mantras are turned into immortality, I don't know how powerful it is!" Li Shimin took off a willow leaf and placed it in his hand to look at it.

After hearing these words, Chunguijun looked solemnly and said: "Once the six-character mantra becomes immortal, the governor will have the support, and it will be even more difficult to deal with him in the future. The six-character mantra is good at sealing all things, once it is The six-character mantra is posted on the seal, unless the ancient immortals are resurrected, no one can escape the power of the six-character mantra."

"Is it so powerful?" Li Shimin was surprised.

As he was talking, I suddenly heard a rush of footsteps, and then listened to the guard said: "Second Young Master, a monk came outside to ask for a meeting, saying that there is a major event!"

Li Shimin was taken aback for a moment, looked at Chunguijun, and then said: "Please come in!"

The guard left, and soon saw a man in a black robe walking into the courtyard. When he arrived in the courtyard, he took off his black hat and revealed a big bald head: "Amitabha, Guangming visits the second son."

"It's no wonder that the Tibetan head and tail shrunk, it turned out to be a person of the Buddhist family. The Master is not in the outside of the Great Wall, why come to the Middle-earth Institute?" Li Shimin saw the Guangming Master and was stunned.

Master Guangming said: "I know that the Li Clan has quite a position among the clansmen of China. I am here today and I have something important to say to the second son."

"What's the matter with the Master, please come here as soon as possible!" Li Shimin asked the Guangming Master to sit down ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ all the great families, all supported by the door, and connected with it. Only the second son was quite tolerant to my Buddhist school, and the monk had no choice but to find the second son to make a plan! "Master Guangming looked at Li Shimin with a very kind gaze, and his eyes were full of gentleness: "If the second son is in need in the future, my Buddhist family will not hesitate to help, and I will go all out to help the son to win the country. "

Li Shimin's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he didn't make a statement.

Seeing Li Shimin's expression, Master Guangming smiled, and he was instantly happy. He understood what Li Shimin meant, and said unhurriedly, "Second Young Master, please see, what is this thing?"

"Six-character mantra post!" Seeing the post that Master Guangming took out of his arms, Li Shimin and the Spring Return Jun were both surprised.

"There is no difference between Tao and fruit in this world. Since the Buddha died, and the six-character mantra was broken, all living beings can reunite in the Buddha's Attainment position, and the proof will be supreme and immortal." Master Guangming looked ugly: "Not to be unique, but the Attainment is There is rarely the same. Tens of thousands of people in the world will return to the sect. If Zhang Bairen is asked to condense the six-character mantra stickers, and the world's aura belongs to Zhang Bairen, the six-character mantra stickers in the hands of the old monk will no longer be promoted."

Both Li Shimin and Chunguijun understood this, and they looked at Master Guangming with sympathy.