Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 14
After repeated tests for a while, Zhang Yuqing's body flickered in the quiet room.

After confirming that he had completely mastered the spell, Zhang Yuqing finally moved his mind to go back to the mountain, and pulled the bell on the side of the coffin.

After a pleasant bell sound, a maid knocked on the door, counted the time for him, and said sweetly: "Chenghui 20 taels of gold, please take the proof and go downstairs to settle the balance."

Zhang Yuqing clicked his tongue after taking the wooden sign from the maid's hand.

Although the quiet room in Qianbao Pavilion is good, the price of 20 taels of gold per hour is not affordable for him now.

The gratifying thing is that the effect is really good, the furniture decoration is expensive, the small gathering spirit array can be opened at any time, the maids are also good-looking, and the service attitude is kind and pleasant...

Have the opportunity to come often.

After receiving a refund of 30 taels of gold on the first floor, Zhang Yuqing left Qianbao Pavilion and walked towards the south exit.

When he came to the protruding part of the platform, from time to time there was a sword light flying up from here.

Zhang Yuqing also used his mana to call out the flying sword and fly in one direction.

Out of the range of the Misty Mountains, Zhang Yuqing suppressed the sword light and fell into the forest, then quickly used the "Concealment and Invisibility Technique" to hide his figure, and then turned around and flew towards Lihuo Peak.

About half an hour later, several fiery red rays of light suddenly came from outside the forest and slowly landed on the ground.

A few masked monks searched in situ for a while, and exchanged: "It seems that he is a familiar hand, we were thrown off."

"Forget it, since the idea is clever, and the order exchange business is done, let's go!"

Zhang Yuqing felt the sting of the breeze piercing his face, so naturally he didn't know that he escaped by luck.

However, after hanging out in the market for a long time, the caution of the environment has been carved into his bones, so he didn't leave in a hurry after getting the spell, but waited until he learned the invisibility before leaving for the mountain.

The defense is to be murdered and seize the treasure.

I didn't feel excited for a long time when I came, but I flew honestly for half an hour when I went back.

Changing clothes and tearing the face towel according to the old rules, he became like an honest tenant again, and then went up the Lihuo Peak along the mountain gate.

It wasn't until he returned to his cave that Zhang Yuqing's heart hanging in the air finally settled down.

Smelling the familiar smells and furnishings in the cave, he didn't rush to bed and meditate, but rummaged through the box and found a few strong bags.

Zhang Yuqing tugged on the pocket to make sure it wouldn't break easily.

This is the cloth bag used to hold unhulled rice grains when harvesting spirit rice before. The material is made of the silk spit out by the first-order spirit silkworm 'cloud silkworm' mixed with the fiber of spirit wood bark, which is extremely tough. , and has the characteristics of being large or small within a certain range.

Zhang Yuqing stuffed the cloth bag into his bosom very satisfied, and said to himself: "This should be enough to hold gold."

"The consumption of mana is to rain down spirits, and it is also to help people practice. If you ask you to offer some gold to the Emperor of Longevity, no one will be unwilling, right?"

He murmured in a low voice, his heart was surging, and he wished he could immediately go to the Northern Song Dynasty to harvest a wave of gold and wish power.

"No hurry, no hurry, the agreement with Fellow Daoist Ge Hun is only up to today, we should wait until tomorrow to take care of the Lingtian and then find a time to go to the Northern Song Dynasty."

Suppressing his excitement, Zhang Yuqing sat on the stone bed and began to adjust his breathing.

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On the second day, Zhang Yuqing left the cave after washing with a ball of clear water condensed by mana.

After greeting familiar tenants and Li family monks one by one, showing his absence yesterday, and thanking Fellow Daoist Ge Hun, Zhang Yuqing simply finished today's work and returned to the cave.

"Northern Song plane, here I come."

As soon as the thought turned in his mind, Zhang Yunqing felt a golden light in front of his eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of spinning.

Traveling through the plane again, he has gained a lot of experience.

First, he hid quickly with the invisibility technique, and then called out the flying sword to hang in the air.

After looking around, he confirmed that his current location was still above the mountain.

"That is to say, the location after crossing will not change." Zhang Yuqing realized something, and turned his gaze to the huge crowd on the top of the mountain.

But on the spacious flat ground on the top of the mountain, black people wearing various costumes are holding some kind of exaggerated and complicated ceremony.

On both sides are sergeants in iron armor responsible for the security work, and inside are dozens of ministers wearing court uniforms, as well as a large number of Taoists, monks, etc.

In the most central position, Yang Weide was wearing the official uniform of the Sitian Supervisor, holding a complicated and complicated celestial offering document in his forehand, and mumbling endlessly.

The officials of the Ministry of Rituals kept holding tribute incense and offering three animals and sacrifices, announcing the achievements and virtues of the current emperor.

Lu Liang and a group of people stood to the side with resentment on their faces, reciting the classics and scriptures of the concept of longevity.

Those who were selected by him yesterday to bestow the exercises all gathered on the top of the mountain, stood with Lu Liang and others, kowtowed and kowtowed, not knowing what they were talking about.

The Eight Sage Kings wore a full set of princely python suits, with a solemn and solemn expression.

Yang Huaiyu followed behind a high-spirited and burly middle-aged man, wearing a solid exercise suit, and beside him was a grand teacher's chair, sitting on an old woman with gorgeous hair, her gestures were extremely powerful, not like a woman.

"The men and horses of the imperial court."

Zhang Yuqing was not surprised. Although he warned the eunuch yesterday that the current emperor Zhao Zhen has no celestial destiny, but there is no emperor in the past who did not desire to ask for immortality, and he will send a more powerful team of immortals to join him. In the imagination.

In other words, this is what Zhang Yuqing wanted to see.

Religion and imperial power are naturally combined. If you want to quickly expand the number of believers, you cannot do without the cooperation of the emperor on earth.

It's a pity that he hasn't finished learning the spells, and he can't directly contact the court for the time being.

Zhang Yuqing maintained his invisibility, lowered his height, and reached a few feet above the heads of the Eight Sage Kings and others, and said via voice transmission: "You are calling me, why?"

"Shangxian!" Zhao Yuanyan and the others were overjoyed, looked up at the sky but wondered: "Disciple... Hey, where are you, Shangxian?"

"My real body is still outside the sky, guarding the red sheep. At this time, I am separated by tens of thousands of miles, and I am connected with you."

Zhao Yuanyan and the others did not suspect him, bowed their heads respectfully and said: "It's not that we intend to bother the Immortal Venerable, it's really that the emperor in the world is ill, he..."

After some explanations, Zhang Yuqing realized that Zhao Zhen was in poor health and his heart couldn't bear the stimulation. He suddenly saw a fairy descending from the earth, and refused to meet him. It took a whole night of busy work there before barely hanging his life.

Now everyone thinks that the only way to save Zhao Zhen's life is to touch the Immortal Lord, so all the officials in the court gathered in Xishan to pray for His Majesty the Emperor, hoping that the Immortal would bestow the elixir.

As for them and the others, as people of immortal destiny appointed by the Shangxian himself, it is natural for them to participate in this blessing.

(End of this chapter)