White Lotus Enlightenment in the Ancient World

When King Zhou heard this, his eyes suddenly turned fierce. Who else could call the guards in the Longde Hall besides him? This Meibo was clearly scolding himself.

When this person entered the palace, he knelt on the ground and spoke fiercely.

"Your Majesty! If Master Du is loyal to the country, even if he makes a mistake, your Majesty should give in. How can he be tortured in front of the palace?"

King Zhou waved his sleeves and said in a bad tone: "This man has deceived the public with his evil words. It is a great kindness of the lonely king not to cut him into pieces. As a veteran of three dynasties, Meibo, you should know the etiquette of a king and his ministers!"

There was a dull pain in King Zhou's forehead. He was already trying his best to endure it, just hoping that the murderous disaster would come if Uncle Mei retreated in spite of the difficulties!

It's a pity that Mabel wasn't afraid at all and actually stood up and glared at him!

"You stupid king! Do you know that you are not killing Du Yuanxian, but Chengtang Sheji, the great merchant of the world?"

Wow——

At this time, the whole court was in an uproar. Master Mei was challenging King Zhou in public!

King Zhou, who had not slept all night, was so angry that he almost vomited blood due to Meb's angry words!

"Well, Uncle Mei, I have given you good words and advice since you entered the officialdom, but unexpectedly, you fed the dog! Someone! Drag him out and behead him in public!"

"yes!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

How could Shang Rongbi Gan and others allow King Zhou to kill people? They all came out to admonish, but King Zhou refused to listen to a word. How could the people who committed the crime below be convinced by the people without being punished to death?

But what everyone didn't expect was that when the warrior in front of the palace was about to be executed, the royal nobleman took the initiative to stand up and stop King Zhou.

"Your Majesty is not busy. Du Yuan's death was ugly. Sister Hu and I have recently researched a new treasure. Your Majesty, why don't you take this person to the prison for the time being, and wait for the treasure to be completed in three days before you can relieve your Majesty's anger."

"Oh? What kind of treasure is it?"

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient. Can the slave family still deceive you?"

"Hahaha! Okay, just follow my concubine's words!"

Who would have thought that this important national event would be manipulated by a woman, but fortunately, the current disaster of Meibo was lifted. Shang Rong and others could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to look for another opportunity to save people.

In this way, King Zhou no longer paid attention to the affairs of the court, and after having his chamberlain announce his resignation, he returned to the harem with the nobles.

Some of the ministers wept and some didn't care. What was strange was that Mr. Du's body was missing. Wasn't it still lying here just now?

The guards guarding him couldn't help but feel chills in their backs. This man obviously couldn't die anymore. Could it be possible that he could still run away on his own?

In the end, they were afraid of being blamed by King Zhou, so they had to conceal the matter and told the public that they had thrown the body into a mound outside the city.

But in fact, Mr. Du had already flown to a house in the city following a green butterfly, and he gradually became sober from the confusion at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, the courtyard was so pure and elegant, as if shrouded in hazy moonlight, which made the anger in his heart gradually dissipate.

The injuries on his head had recovered along the way, and with the essence of the ten thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, he had unknowingly entered the realm of immortals, but he still didn't know how to use the divine channel.

When he arrived, the green butterfly in the courtyard transformed into a dignified maid, gently inviting him to come in and see her.

Sure enough, the boy in green shirt was among them, and there was also a woman in black cooking rice and tea.

"Greetings to the Immortal!"

"Haha, that's wrong. The one who saved you is my young master. Come in and pay your respects!"

Wu Ling smiled and pushed open the door of the room, revealing the simple furnishings inside, and a divine man in white clothes and white hair was painting a landscape on a book eucalyptus.

"My lord is here, sit down."

Chang Yi stretched out her hand, and a wooden chair appeared out of thin air next to the bookcase, and a plate of crystal grapes was placed on the low table in front of her.

"Uh... lower official... junior..."

"Haha, there's no need to be reserved. Just call me Young Master with them."

Du Yuanxian was a little embarrassed and bowed his hands, thinking that he would never feel nervous when he was so excited in the palace, but he didn't expect to be so embarrassed at this moment.

"Young Master, don't be surprised. This is my first time to pay my respects to the Immortal Saint. I feel really uneasy!"

Chang Yi smiled and nodded, raising his hand to put the jade pen into the ink tray.

"Now that calamity has returned, the fortunes of the Shang Dynasty will not last more than 20 years. Even if you have the desire to serve the country, you must act according to your ability. King Zhou cannot be saved!"

"this……"

Du Yuanxian originally wanted to ask the immortal to help the Shang Dynasty, but after hearing this, he suppressed his sincere words.

"I'm so stupid, isn't there any way to save me?"

"Why bother asking me, my lord, am I still unaware of my experience of life and death?"

Chang Yifu picked up the brush again, and this time it was stained with a bright red color. When he saw it put down the brush, a fierce aura quickly rushed into Du Yuanxian's soul!

"This is!"

"That's right, this is what the palace will look like when you die."

Du Yuanxian's soul was shaken, and he saw King Zhou in the painting looking happy, the woman next to him also covered her mouth and smiled softly, only the old prime minister Shang Rong knelt down and cried...

"I see……"

Seeing this scene, Du Yuanxian really regretted it. Apart from being happy, this foolish king had no regrets at all. If he had known this, why would he die to remain loyal?

"My lord, there is no need to feel sad. Your body has been preserved by my child. Now that you have passed through the calamity of death, opportunities will come one after another. But in order to prevent you from disturbing the calamity, from now on just follow me and practice Taoism."

Du Yuanxian's eyes darkened slightly, and after a moment's thought he stood up to worship.

"Junior, take your orders!"

He had been an official for many years and was well versed in the ways of the world. He knew that the immortal leader in front of him did not want to accept him as his disciple, so he accepted him as his original identity.

Seeing that he was so understanding, Chang Yi nodded with satisfaction. This person was the first person on the list to die during the Conferred God Tribulation, and he was indeed unique in his own way.

When the sun reached midday, the aroma of food slowly drifted out of the window. It turned out that Lishan had cooked lunch.

"Sir, you must be feeling empty after traveling all the way. It's a good time to taste the craftsmanship of my apprentice."

Now that he has entered the human world, he has followed the example of living a mortal life. Du Yuanxian originally wanted to refuse but couldn't bear the strong fragrance. Finally, with a blushing face, he sat down in the guest house and enjoyed the rare delicacies with the fairies. .

In fact, Li Shan just found some ordinary ingredients. If there is anything strange, it should be the copper pot that the Holy Lord personally refined.

When she was full, Xiaodie took the initiative to pick up the leftovers. She was originally an ordinary butterfly, but by chance she accidentally ate the spiritual flower planted by the master, and then she transformed into a human body and gained the foundation for cultivating Taoism.

Chang Yi saw that this demon had ordinary feet but deep blessings, so he accepted her as a maid. If she could practice diligently and become an immortal, she would be accepted as a disciple.

So Xiaodie has always been diligent, but she was promoted to an Earth Immortal in just a month.

People always feel sleepy in the afternoon. Chang Yi, as an immortal saint, has no habit of taking a nap, but he also leaned on the wooden couch and gently shook his feather fan to recite Taoist scriptures. All the disciples listened attentively until dusk.

When the golden crow fell and the silver moon rose, Chang Yi slowly put down his books. Seeing that everyone was still meditating with their eyes closed, he did not disturb him.

Looking back towards the direction of the palace, Chang Yi found that wisps of calamity had quietly arrived.

Mabel, who was in prison, didn't know that his fate had been arranged by Chang Yi. At this moment, he could only focus on cursing the Yin Shou child.

There were countless casualties in the Conferred Gods, but these ministers were ordinary people after all, and their immortality would not have any impact on the catastrophe. Chang Yi decided to let these loyal ministers and generals be on the list in the body to avoid the pain of life and death.