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Chapter 213 Ling Yuanzi in the Search for Immortal Palace
Dali Kyoto.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Zheng Ming has been a little lazy recently, too lazy to do anything.

After being the emperor for a few months, the novelty had already passed, and all that was left was the endless memorials. Zheng Ming felt extremely tired.

Now he misses the days in Shanhai County very much. If he wants to move, he will go shopping or go hunting in the mountains, and if he doesn't want to move, he will stay in the palace drinking tea and playing chess.

Leisurely, leisurely and comfortable.

It's good now, every day when he wakes up he has to go to court, and after the morning court is over, there are a lot of memorials waiting for him, hey, these days are really depressing.

Just as Zheng Ming was distressed by the memorial, Yan Xiaoyi walked into the room wearing a battle armor.

"Your Majesty, there are two people who claim to be from Xunxian Temple outside the palace gate asking to see you." Yan Xiaoyi said.

Zheng Ming raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xunxian Temple?"

"Exactly, one old and one young, the old man's aura is restrained, but it gives me the impression that it is unfathomable. He should be a great master." Yan Xiaoyi reported.

The corners of Zheng Ming's mouth turned up slightly, and he said with a smile: "It's kind of interesting, I actually came to the door by myself."

"Bring it here."

In the past few days, there have been a lot of news from the Great Jin Dynasty, and almost all the hidden sects have shown up, but there is no information at all from Xunxian Temple.

Zheng Ming was still wondering if the Xunxian Temple had disappeared, but he didn't expect that the Xunxian Temple would appear today by itself.

"Little Fuzi, prepare some tea."

"A rare guest has come."

……

In front of the palace gate.

An old man and a young man stood there.

There were quite a few imperial guards watching them vigilantly, and the sharp eyes made the young man feel a little uncomfortable.

"Master, let's go in directly, why are we waiting here?"

said the boy.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a light smile: "We are guests, not bandits. It is not the way to be a guest. As a guest, you must respect the rules of the host."

The young man looked at him and said, "But the last time we went to Nanfan Palace, didn't we just go in directly?"

"Ugh!" The old man froze.

The Nanfan Dynasty was a small dynasty in the south of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and its territory and population were less than one-tenth of Dali's.

The key is that the Nanfan Dynasty is weak, not even a master master, so naturally he doesn't need to give face.

But in the palace in front of him, although he hadn't entered yet, he already felt two powerful auras.

Although the two auras are faintly visible, they are real.

He broke in directly, he was afraid of being beaten out, so he could only honestly stand in front of the door and beg to see him.

Of course, he would not say this to the young apprentice, it would damage the majesty of the master.

A moment later, Yan Xiaoyi led the two of them to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

In the hall, Zheng Ming sat on the wide chair, looking at the two with a faint smile.

The little Fuzi next to him also looked at the two of them curiously.

The old man had peaceful eyes and a warm smile on his face.

"Ling Yuanzi of Xunxian Palace has met His Majesty Li Huang!" said the old man, clasping his hands.

Zheng Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Xunxiandian! I have never heard of this name before."

Xunxiandian, a sect related to Dali Taizu Emperor, has not been born for hundreds of years, but today it took the initiative to appear in front of him. To be honest, he is very curious about Xunxiandian.

"It's not too late for His Majesty Li Huang to hear." Ling Yuanzi laughed.

Zheng Ming got up and smiled, "Really?"

He walked around to the tea table and said, "Please sit down."

Pour the green tea into the celadon earcup, exuding an elegant aroma.

"His Majesty Xie Lihuang." Ling Yuanzi looked at the fragrant tea and sat opposite Zheng Ming.

"I believe His Majesty has many doubts in his heart."

"That's right, there are many." Zheng Ming said: "What is the Canglong Token? What kind of existence is the Four Spirits Palace? Where did the strong people who suddenly appeared come from? And what is the Xunxian Temple?"

It was rare that Ling Yuanzi jumped out by himself, so Zheng Ming naturally wanted to ask.

"The Canglong Token is the inheritance token of Dongsheng Palace, one of the Four Spirit Sacred Palaces, and it is in charge of the previous palace masters of Dongsheng Palace."

"Siling Shenggong was established by Siling Shengjun 3000 years ago. The Eastern Holy Palace suddenly disappeared a thousand years ago, and the Siling Shenggong also split. Since then, there has been no Siling Shenggong in the world, only the Three Great Sacred Palaces."

"As for those great masters~~"

Ling Yuanzi looked down at the tea, paused for a moment and said: "We are called Yinxiu. Now there are four palaces, three sects, two palaces and one city. , Yufazong, the two halls are Xunxian Hall and Ten Thousand Buddha Hall, and one city is Piaomiao City."

"There are so many?" Zheng Ming said in surprise.

He used the Canglong Token to do things to find out about these hidden sects. Before, he thought that with the Canglong Token, he should be able to attract all the hidden sects, but he didn't expect that only half of them could be drawn out now.

"Are there many?" Ling Yuanzi smiled and said, "There are countless forces, large and small, in this world. There are dynasties, dynasties, clans, tribes, and various sects, but the Yinxiu sect There are only ten doors."

Zheng Ming took a sip of tea and nodded slightly.

Ten is not too many, but there are a lot of great masters in these hermit sects.

"Why do you want to become hermits? Cultivators need resources, just like Bailianzong and Daoyuanzong. They are above the imperial dynasty, isn't it just for resources?"

"Hehe, so Bailianzong is destroyed, and Daoyuanzong will also be destroyed." Ling Yuanzi laughed.

"You can see the spring and autumn in ten years, you can see life and death in a hundred years, you can see the change of dynasty in a thousand years, and you can see the vicissitudes of life in ten thousand years."

"Ordinary people only want to survive for decades, cultivators want to live for a hundred years, powerful sects can control the succession of dynasties, and we, who are cultivators, want to live forever."

"Your Majesty, do you know what the most terrifying thing in this world is?"

Zheng Ming was stunned, and said, "Dead?"

"No, it is impossible to die. Death is not terrible for us, because we already have a lifespan far exceeding that of ordinary people. What really scares us is that we can't know what the fairy road is before we die?" Ling Yuanzi said leisurely.

The lifespan of a grand master exceeds 150 years, and the lifespan of a great master is even longer. If there is a secret method, he can even live for 800 years.

In life, there must be pursuit.

No pursuit, just doing nothing, and like a walking dead, what's the difference?

Decades of mediocrity is already hopeless, let alone hundreds of years.

"I heard the Tao in the morning, can I die in the evening?"

Zheng Ming suddenly understood what he said.

For cultivators, especially cultivators above the master level, their biggest pursuit is to go further.

For this, they are willing to pay any price.

"That's right, I heard it in the morning, and I can die in the evening." Ling Yuanzi laughed.

"But what does this have to do with your seclusion? Even if you don't cultivate in seclusion, you can still pursue the path of immortality?" Zheng Ming asked.

Ling Yuanzi said: "Because of the way of luck."

"Luck is invisible, but it affects everyone. The more you are involved with the world of mortals, the more you will be affected by luck."

"Just like Xin Yuanchen of Bailianzong, he thought he was manipulating the change of the dynasty, but in fact he was being influenced by the luck of the people."

"Every time the dynasty is changed, Bailianzong is one step closer to being destroyed."

"The Hermit sect has seen through this for a long time, so they don't want to be born, and they don't want to get too involved with the royal family."

Zheng Ming couldn't help smiling.

He hadn't thought of this.

Talking about the way of luck is a bit too ethereal, but it is easier to understand if it is about causality.

No matter which emperor he is, he would not like someone or power over his head.

This is true for Zheng Ming, so is Zheng Qingsong, and the same is true for other emperors.

Therefore, Bailianzong is doomed to perish.

"In that case, why did you come here?"

Since the hidden sect didn't want to get too involved with the royal family, why did Ling Yuanzi come to see him, Li Huang.

"The old man is just here to ask for a favor." Ling Yuanzi looked at Zheng Ming and said.

"What kind of favor?" Zheng Ming said.

"I believe His Majesty Li Huang should know about the favor 500 years ago." Ling Yuanzi pointed out.

500 years ago, Emperor Taizu Dali was taught by the seniors of Xunxian Temple, which is indeed a favor.

Zheng Ming looked up at him, and the eyes of the two collided in the air, silently.

The tea mist curled up, and the Hall of Mental Cultivation suddenly fell into silence.

Zheng Ming didn't want to admit this before, anyway, 500 years have passed, and no one would care whether Emperor Taizu really received advice from other people back then.

But now Zheng Ming is suddenly interested in Xunxian Temple.

"Is that senior still alive?"

"I'm alive, but now I'm closing the door to death. He is the master of this old man." Ling Yuanzi said.

Still alive!

Zheng Ming smiled slightly, and said: "Favours can be repaid, but not for nothing. I hope to see the true strength of Xunxian Palace."

"How does His Majesty Li Huang want to know?" Ling Yuanzi said.

Zheng Ming said: "I want the Canglong Order."

He looked at Ling Yuanzi with a smile on his face, wanting to see what kind of reaction Ling Yuanzi would have.

Ling Yuanzi narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If His Majesty Li Huang wants the Canglong Order, he must pay a sufficient price."

"Oh. Tell me what you want from Xunxian Palace." Zheng Ming said.

Ling Yuanzi said: "Before, the old man only wanted His Majesty Li to look for the trace of the fairy palace, but now His Majesty wants the Canglong Token, so he must help us obtain a fairyland reception order."

"Xianling Palace?" Zheng Ming said: "Xianling Palace is born once every thousand years, and each time there will be ten invitation orders, right?"

"That's right, it seems that His Majesty Lihuang knows more than I imagined." Ling Yuanzi Po looked at Zheng Ming meaningfully.

Zheng Ming asked: "Is there really a fairy?"

"It really exists. Every time the fairy palace is born, there will be a fairy leading the way. This fairy is called the fairy land guide." Ling Yuanzi said.

Zheng Ming blinked and asked again: "If the Fairy Spirit Palace is not born, will the envoy not appear?"

Ling Yuanzi frowned slightly, not understanding why he asked such a question.

"It may also appear. It is rumored that the Four Spirits Saint Monarch saw the fairy land to receive the envoy before he appeared in the fairy palace."

Zheng Ming smiled brightly.

In this way, it is not a special case for the old heavenly master to receive the invitation order from the immortal land.

There have been precedents, but very few, which only shows that the old Tianshi is special.

"I am also very interested in accepting the invitation order from the immortal land."

Ling Yuanzi smiled and said, "It's a pity that the emperor can't enter the fairyland."

The reason why he came to Zheng Ming was because of Da Li's strength on the one hand, and because Zheng Ming could not become a competitor in the Xunxian Palace on the other hand.

Zheng Ming frowned and asked, "Why?"

"After leaving the dynasty, the emperor will no longer be the emperor." Ling Yuanzi said.

Zheng Ming was slightly taken aback, but soon understood what he meant.

The emperor is strong because of the luck of the people, but after leaving the dynasty and going to the fairy land, the emperor is an ordinary person.

Even if a strong strength is obtained by refining the luck of the people, without the support of the dynasty, this strength will stagnate.

So for the Emperor, entering the Immortal Land is completely self-defeating.

Similarly, the purpose of opening the fairy palace in Xiandi is to accommodate the strong, not a mortal emperor.

Unless, like Wan Yanhao, he has the cultivation base of a great master.

"I can give it to Da Li's strong man." Zheng Ming said.

"In that case, Dali will lose this strong man." Ling Yuanzi said.

"..."

Zheng Ming was speechless.

It seems to be the case.

But it's not impossible to change.

He has a system, even if he sends people to the fairy land, people will still be loyal to him.

But before that, he must understand what kind of existence the fairy land is.

"I need more information about Xiandi."

Ling Yuanzi's eyes flickered, and he said: "Xunxian Temple can send all the information about the fairy land to His Majesty Li Huang."

Zheng Ming was a little surprised, he didn't expect Ling Yuanzi to be so straightforward.

"Dali can form an alliance with Xunxian Temple."

"I can't ask for it." Ling Yuanzi said.

"Hahaha~~" Zheng Ming suddenly burst out laughing.

This Ling Yuanzi is very interesting.

Ling Yuanzi also couldn't help laughing.

"On behalf of the Xunxian Palace, the old man formed an alliance with the Dali Dynasty to seek the way to immortality together."

"By the way, His Majesty Li Huang probably doesn't need the Canglong Order now."

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "No need."

The Canglong Token was already in his hands, so there was no need to find the Immortal Palace to give it to him.

Originally, he just wanted to test the strength of Xunxian Temple, but now that he thinks about it, it seems unnecessary.

(End of this chapter)