Chapter 128: The Taoist priest of Yunjin fishes for dragon salamanders, and the prince kills the dragon in his dream.
Last year, Jiming Station encountered goods that needed 600 miles of expeditions in recent years and had to be sent to the north. Xu Santipo equestrians are the best in the post station, and they are responsible for taking on heavy responsibilities. Unexpectedly, good and bad luck were related. Originally, Old Man Liu wanted to cultivate Xu San, but an accident occurred on the way. When handed over to the next station, he was told that the goods were damaged. An eunuch who handed over the goods there was like his eighteen generations of his ancestors shouting loudly that he wanted to search Xu San’s house and exterminate the clan. Xu San had never seen the world, but after Old Man Liu was influenced by his own eyes, he also knew that the eunuch who came out of the capital to do business for the imperial family could not afford to even the third-rank governor. He kowtowed and begged for mercy, asking the eunuch who had no need to kill him and vent his anger. The eunuch did not pay attention to the pleas of the young people, and forced several county officials around him to express their opinions, saying that this was the fresh lychees that the empress in the palace wanted, and was treasured in the Linglong Ice Cellar. The damn mail broke the box. The box was hard to buy, and the lychees transported from southern Xinjiang were even more amazing. The eunuch asked with a sinister face whether he should die. The officials had to agree with the word “death”. Xu San refused to accept his fate but did not know how the horse’s hooves roared. Hundreds of distinctive iron armor surrounded a general to the post station. Seeing this, he directly pulled out the Northern Liang sword and cut off the eunuch’s head. The general asked Xu San to get up, and then asked the silent county officials beside him whether to kill the postman without permission or not. The officials said twice in a row that Xu San, who was escaping from death and dreaming, finally learned that the general was the King of Northern Liang!
Xu San was dissatisfied with no eyes, but still drove his horse away from everything and wrapped a package across his body. He had no sweat at all, his lips were chapped and only blood was left. My eyes can no longer see the road clearly, and I don’t know how long it will last. Last night, he rushed to Jiming Station for 800 miles. Old Man Liu was shocked. You should know that the strong postman who sent the palace documents to the postman arrived at the post and said only “Send it to Longhu Mountain and hand it over to the Dazhu Kingdom by orders” and died with his horse. Old man Liu looked around for a while, but Xu San said nothing and quickly pulled out a horse from the stable that was more caring than his wife, unpacked the package and tied it in his neck, whipped it up, and headed straight for Longhu Mountain. The King of Northern Liang built nearly two thousand dynasty post stations. He once said that the postman should fight to the death to take the lead. Xu San was vulgar and could not explain the big truth, but he knew what he was talking about first!
At this moment, Xu San had only one last breath left, and the light was almost gone. He kept telling himself that he would arrive in twenty miles and hold on for a while, he would not die! If the great affairs of King Beiliang were delayed and guilty of his life, what face would Xu San have stood between heaven and earth in the hazy vision? A man floated on the road. The front foot of the horse that Xu San rode softened and died suddenly in the dust on the spot, throwing Xu San out fiercely. Xu San rolled down on the official road, unable to see the person’s appearance, but could only vaguely see the Taoist robe. He clenched the package and said hoarsely with all his strength: “Xu Bing, Jiming Station, is in a hurry for 800 miles, please send it to Longhu Mountain…”
The Taoist squatted down and nodded.
Xu San turned his head and looked at him with difficultyAima, who died on the spot, looked at the direction of Longhu Mountain again, and his aura was cut off and he died with his eyes closed. The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed softly, closed his eyes for the young postman, took the package and untied it, revealing a bright yellow imperial edict.
He held the order in his right hand, held his left hand behind, and his toes slit, his body was like a stunning rainbow that made no one see his true face.
The middle-aged Taoist rushed in until the emperor’s name was under the banner of King Xu, threw out the imperial edict and turned around and floated away. The rain of arrows on both sides of the air was frozen, and they did not fall forward. It was not until the Taoist body passed away that it landed on the ground.
At the critical moment that year, Taoist Huang Zi on the mountain and the Iron Cavalry of Beiliang at the foot of the mountain finally got a precious peace because of this imperial edict.
Tonight, the middle-aged Taoist priest whose name and name are not seen in Longhu Mountain left his body and arrived at Kuanglu Mountain.
Seeing His Highness put away the dagger and talisman, casually put it on his waist, pulling out his two swords, and the middle-aged Taoist priest standing on the dragon head said in a stern manner: “I have met Xu Xiao at the foot of the mountain.”
Xu Fengnian remembered a dusty past that he accidentally learned from Chu Lushan’s mouth, and raised his head and asked, “You are the Taoist priest at the foot of Longhu Mountain.”
The middle-aged Taoist priest said indifferently, just looking down at Xu Fengnian and the talisman.
Xu Fengnian still bowed his head and asked, “I’m very curious why the immortal can ascend to the immortal without climbing, but can enter the Heavenly Gate without entering.”
The middle-aged Taoist priest said calmly, “I’m the surname Zhao.”
Is the same surname as the emperor?
The only four words are enough to explain many mysteries. Why did the previous great masters exchange their longevity for their life as the last emperor? Why did the court enfeoff the Longhu Mountain and then the status of this Taoist ancestral court be raised layer by layer? Why did the contemporary Tianshi Zhao Danping be like a fish in the capital? Why did Mr. Bailian get the holy favor?
Xu Fengnian tremble with his hands slightly, raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, “The Immortal Chief is already an outsider.”
The Taoist, who could not guess his age and high cultivation, smiled and said, “But I heard that one person has achieved the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, and I haven’t ascended to heaven yet. What’s the harm of protecting future generations?”
Xu Fengnian asked again and again, and asked again, “I don’t know what lessons will the immortal chief teach with his out-of-body soul this time?”
The middle-aged Taoist did not answer the question, but pointed behind Xu Fengnian.
Xu Fengnian didn’t dare to turn around, for fear that he wouldn’t know how he died.
The Taoist frowned and said, “Although I cannot be called a moral saint, I will not be skeptical about you, the younger generation. This is the same with Xu Xiao back then. The descendants will have their own good fortune and disaster. As long as they are not deliberately offended by others, even if the country is destroyed and the clan is destroyed, I will not take action to disturb the secrets of heaven.”
Xu Fengnian turned his head and widened his eyes.
I don’t know when a giant python with a red core was entrenched behind me, confronting Zhang Xu Tianlong!
The python vs. the dragon.
This giant python, which seemed to have occupied the entire mountain, was standing tall and unafraid!
Xu Fengnian was very awe of the golden dragon that poked out his head. For some reason, he was not afraid of the snow-white python at all. Instead, he had a close aura from the bottom of his heart. After seeing Xu Fengnian turn around, the giant python lowered its huge head and rubbed Xu Fengnian’s forehead.
Tianlong seemed to be angry at the python, and his mouth became more and more intense. His body raised up again, revealing half of it, spreading his teeth and claws, and roared at the top of Mount Kuanglu. The purple air was as solid as the substance, condensed into a purple pillar and rushed towards him!
I don’t care whether you are a celestial being or a god, there is no reason in the world that Xu Fengnian admits his fate and seeks death!
Just as Xu Fengnian was about to draw his sword, the python on the top of Panqiu Mountain raised his head, straightened his body, bit the dragon Qi Purple Pillar, and instantly bit it to pieces.
I was in a daze like a middle-aged Taoist priest standing above all sentient beings just watching coldly.
The dragon roared, and Xu Fengnian saw no more stars in the sky. The clouds rolled and surging like raging waves. They gathered above the head of the dragon, layer by layer, becoming more and more dense.