Yang God

"What is going on? Doctor, did Zeng Yi still be saved? Can you still wake up?"

Wu Wen Hou Zhengfu, Mrs. Zhao still holding the white kitten in her arms, standing next to the two cockroaches, but she did not calmly close her eyes, but she owed her body and asked for a The doctor of the pulse.

Zeng Yi sat on a bench, supported by two squats, looking at the front with both eyes, dead fish.

The doctor who gave her the pulse to see the doctor was an old man who was over 60 years old. The three willows were long, and the medicine box was placed next to it. The body revealed a strange taste.

This is the most famous "Rejure Hall" sitting doctor in Yujing City.

"Mrs, forgive me." The old man stood up: "Zeng was not a stroke, but went to the soul. Now her body is just a body, and her mind is empty. In a few days, she will completely cut off her vitality. Bloody dying, such symptoms, is over-excited, the gods are difficult to save, and the old can do nothing."

Say, pick up the medicine box and get up.

"Is it difficult to save the gods?" Mrs. Zhao touched the white cat with her hand and waved her hand. "Xiao Tong, you take the doctor to the account to get two or two consultations, Xiaohui, put Zeng Yi in the first place, first to the outside of the village. On the top, I have to take it out before I have broken it. Otherwise, it will be too unlucky for a few days to come over. It’s too unlucky. In addition, I will prepare for her for a thousand days and a forty-nine days. Water and land, you have to be bright."

There are several manors in Wuwen Houfu outside the city. Zeng Yi is now unprotected and naturally carried out to prepare for the aftermath.

The next ones all nodded secretly, and felt that Mrs. Zhao was properly disposed of. Zeng Yi naturally could not die in the government. She gave her a thousand and two silvers on Zhuangzi, and made a water and land course. It was also a great burial. Minute.

"Go and ask Wu Guanjia, Hou Ye did not come back yesterday. Is there any military affairs to deal with?" Mrs. Zhao called for another embarrassment.

The cockroach promised to go out, and then went out, and the time after a fragrant incense came back: "Wu Guanjia said that the lord was invited by the Queen Mother to see the Yuan Zhen Niangniang yesterday, and then went to the cabinet with the minister to discuss the use of the soldiers. It may be only when Yuanxiao Niangniang is in the province, she can come back once."

"Well? Twenty years, Yunmeng has to make trouble again?" Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes again.

After arranging all this, Mrs. Zhao waved her hand: "You all go out and let me be clean and clean."

A few singularly retired.

In the quiet hall, only Mrs. Zhao sat alone, her face was cloudy and uncertain: "It really is a scourge, exactly the same as that monk."

Wow!

A scream of screaming from the mouth of the white cat, the little white cat violently jumped out of the arms of Mrs. Zhao, timidly shrinking and hiding in the corner, watching the master with a horrified look.

On the hand of Mrs. Zhao, she had a white cat hair.

It was just born and pulled down.

Outside the Yujing City.

Yujingguan.

Yujingguan can be said to be the largest Taoist temple in the big dry country. At the foot of Yulong Mountain, which is more than ten miles away from Yujing City, you can see everywhere. There are pavilions and pavilions everywhere, red walled halls, one layer and one floor. Come.

This jade dragon mountain situation is a jade dragon, and the jade capital city is surrounded by a half, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is a first-class feng shui treasure.

After the Spring Festival, the first month has gone, the weather has gradually turned warm, and the Yujingguan is also a pilgrim of tourists, showing a strong incense.

At this time, there is an unusual middle-aged person among the tourists. Wearing a brocade, two white flowers, there is a kind of university-speaking atmosphere, but the shiny skin and deep eyes like the starry sky show This person's extraordinary and refined.

This person is the mainstay of the Dagan dynasty, the cabinet minister, the prince Taibao, Wu Wen Hou Hongxuan, but he should be in the palace of the palace at this time.

Hong Xuanji walked slowly, seemingly random, but the steps naturally had a charm of cloud travel and fog, and came to the Dadan Hall where the mountain people were scarce.

Dadan Hall is a place where Yujing Guan Taoist practice and alchemy is not allowed to come.

However, at this time, on the mountain road of the main hall, there were two small children wearing black silk robes and holding the dust.

"Hey." Hong Xuanji snorted and ignored the two little children. He went straight up.

Along the way, I only smell a lot of medicine, mixed with sulfur, saltpeter and other fire yao flavor. Yujingguan is the foundation of Fangxiandao. The Taoist priests of Fangxiandao, besides the cultivation, are the alchemy alchemy, but they don’t seem to pay attention to the commandments. Too much to say is too much to forget.

The Dagan dynasty, the three major gates enshrined by the emperor, Fang Xiandao was favored by the aristocrats in the alchemy alchemy, and was accompanied by the commandments, and the stability of the people was also supported by the court. Taishang Road is mysterious and not born, seclusion in the mountains, and the way to retreat. However, there are also people who have been born, but few are few. But it was still sealed by the court.

As soon as Hong Xuanji walked to the courtyard of the main hall of Dadan Hall, he saw a faint golden purple, with no beards, and closed his eyes to sit in a courtyard under a huge cedar.

A huge Taoist priest dedicated to the main hall, wearing a starlight Xiayi, holding a jade wishful, top of the green gas ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Qingqi rise and evolved the sun and the moon, Thunder.

I don't know what it is carved. This huge ancestor is like a living, as if to live.

Looking at this ancestor, there will be a sense of expressiveness that will open up the earth and evolve everything.

No mistake, it is the feeling of "emerging". After a look, thinking in my heart, the knife can not be forgotten, lively.

"Xiao Xiaoran, what disparity do you make?"

When Hong Xuanji saw the Taoist priest sitting under the cedar, he recognized that this person was the leader of Fang Xiandao, Xiao Xiaoran.

"Mysterious brother, I am coming to invite you today. I heard that the Lantern Goddess has already recognized you as a good friend?" Xiao Xiaoran ignored the cold drink of Hong Xuanji and smiled.

"Your news is very well-informed." Hong Xuan machine cold channel.

"That is natural, my fairy road into and out of the palace, for the royal alchemy alchemy refining, this news still knows." Xiao Yuran looked at Hong Xuanji.

"Let's relax!" Hong Xuanji said: "Since the history of the past, the decline of the imperial court was made by you monks and monks who pretended to be ghosts and deceived the people. Only then will the world be defeated. I will sooner or later sing the emperor and expel you all the priests from the court. ""

"Hey, mysterious brother, you are a science student, self-supporting literati, we must drive away our door, and we don't need to worry about me. I have heard that the **** brother who is too good on the road has already formed a body after three corpses, and this time it will be born again. How did you treat his sister in the past, he will naturally find you to settle accounts. When you see how you can bear his anger!"

Xiao Yuran also sneered back.