And said you're not a fairy

Chapter 85 Who dares to snatch my successor?
Chen Yuan and Empress Zhijin were discussing with each other while eating watermelon in the yard.

It happened that Chen Yuan and his master Lu Yan hadn't seen each other for a while, and they had accumulated a lot of confusion and doubts in cultivation.

With these perplexing questions, Chen Yuan asked Empress Zhijin.

As long as Chen Yuan asked questions, the brocade empress could basically answer them.

This made Chen Yuan guess in his heart that the cultivation of Empress Weaving Brocade might be the existence of the Life Realm or the Dao Realm.

If it wasn't for her cultivation being much higher than him, it would definitely not be so easy for Empress Zhijin to answer his questions about cultivation.

They chatted until the sun was setting in the west, and when dusk was approaching, the brocade lady said goodbye and left.

Due to the frequent visits recently, the relationship between Chen Yuan and Empress Zhijin has suddenly become much closer.

……

The brocade empress returned to her cave residence at the bottom of the Lujiang River.

"Don't send anyone to bother me."

After instructing his subordinates to serve him, the clam monster hurriedly returned to his room.

It made a group of clam demons who were serving the brocade empress feel confused.

"My lady, what's the matter?"

"do not know."

"I'm afraid there is something important!"

"Before the empress left the cave, she was not like this, her expression and mood seemed normal."

"Your Majesty is going out this time, is she going to pay a visit to someone?"

Several clam monsters guarding the entrance of the cave mansion whispered.

The room of Empress Weaving Brocade is a huge stone room that looks a bit empty.

There is a stone bed in the middle of the room, and light gauze curtains are hung around the stone bed. Not far from the stone bed, there are toilet tables, incense burners, cabinets, candlesticks and other utensils in sequence.

Back in the room, the brocade empress took out a creamy white jade box with exquisite patterns from the pillow on the stone bed.

She didn't open the jade box, but took the jade box and started chanting the incantation. After chanting the incantation, a dazzling light lit up from the jade box and projected on the wall of the brocade empress's room.

A tall middle-aged man with a flushed face and dignified face appeared on the wall in a red cloud-patterned gold silk gown and an iron cap with a pile of gold and silver beads on the cap.

But it's not the real body, it's just a projection.

"Brocade, you haven't contacted me in the lower realm for so long, why do you have time to contact me today?"

The middle-aged man who appeared on the wall laughed when he saw that it was Empress Weaving Brocade.

"Mr. Marshal, I have been thinking about you in the lower realm. I helped you find good news and bad news about you. How can you thank me?"

The brocade empress looked at the middle-aged man whose figure was projected on the wall and laughed.

She knew this middle-aged man very well. He could be said to have watched her grow up. Strictly speaking, she had to call him an uncle.

"If you have any good news or bad news, you can just say it straight, and beat around the bush."

The middle-aged man whose figure was projected on the wall was a little upset.

"Besides, the benefits you usually get from me are not enough?"

The middle-aged man said again.

"That can't be done, one size fits one size."

Empress Weaving Brocade shook her head and refused.

"Okay, I promise you, no matter whether the news you say is good or bad, if it is really useful to me, I will give you two "fire apricots" from our hospital, that's fine."

The middle-aged man said helplessly.

This is the little princess of their lineage, and he can't offend her.

"That's what you said, Mr. Marshal."

Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Empress Zhijin said happily.

"The good news is that I was in the lower realm, and I saw people who practiced the "Fenghuoyuan Spiritual Talisman Book" passed down by you, Grand Marshal, according to the rules of the Liuren Fenghuyuan, which you passed down in the lower realm."

"The other party can also be regarded as the descendant of the lineage of Liuren Fenghuoyuan, so your lineage, Marshal, can be regarded as a successor."

Empress Zhijin didn't keep her secret anymore, and told the news she knew.

"Really?"

The reflection of the middle-aged red-faced man on the wall heard the words, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that the Dao lineage inheritance he left in the world has been lost, but now it seems that it is not the case.

"Of course it's true."

The brocade empress looked determined.

"The bad news is that the person who cultivated Marshal Gong, the lower realm's "Fenghuoyuan Spiritual Talisman Book" has already been preempted."

Then the brocade empress added.

"Who is it? Dare to snatch the successor of Marshal Tian Du?"

The reflection of the middle-aged red-faced man on the wall made him lose his temper.

Because of anger, his face, which was already flushed, suddenly became even redder.

The Dao lineage he left in the human world has been in decline for many years now due to an accident, and it is not even certain whether there is any Dao lineage inheritance in the world. I just met a Dao lineage successor, I did not expect that I would be happy up.

"Mr. Marshal, why don't you just come to the door, fight with the person who robbed your successor, and then snatch the successor back."

The brocade empress arched the fire beside her.

"It's not impossible."

The reflection of Marshal Tian Du stroked his chin and thought.

Although he is the god of opera and music in the world, he is also one of the 28 constellations.

In the heavenly court, he can be regarded as a famous immortal.

"No, you said that the person who has practiced the "Book of Spirit Talisman of Fenghuo Academy", whose disciple is he?"

However, Marshal Tian Du soon came to his senses, and his projection on the wall asked Empress Zhijin.

He who watched the little princess grow up from a young age knew that the little princess only looked dignified on the surface, but in fact she had a very bad personality.

"No one, but Emperor Fuyou, the disciple of the Donghua leader."

The brocade empress wrote lightly.

As soon as Niang Zhijin finished speaking, there was no sound from the other side, and Marshal Tian Gong's figure on the wall was also frozen there, motionless.

"Marshal, Marshal!"

Seeing that there was no sound on the other side, the brocade empress shouted.

"Ahem, brocade, just pretend I didn't say anything just now."

The projection on the wall recovered and coughed a few times.

In the entire Heavenly Court, there were not many gods who could make him retreat, but this Emperor Fuyou happened to be one of them, and his background was huge.

"Oh, Marshal, so you are also afraid of Emperor Fuyou."

Empress Weaving Brocade looked suddenly enlightened.

The projection of Marshal Tian Gong on the wall looked a little embarrassed. This Emperor Fuyou was not comparable to him in terms of cultivation and background.

"Ahem, brocade, what you said is not just me, even your father has to show courtesy to Emperor Fuyou when he sees him!"

Marshal Tian Gong tried to save a little bit of his face.

"But Marshal, you have passed down the Taoism in the world, and the "Fenghuoyuan Spiritual Talisman Book" of Liuren Fenghuoyuan has been learned for nothing."

But the brocade empress said.

"Go ahead and learn it. Anyway, the Dao veins I passed down in the world have already declined. It is unknown whether they exist or not. He has learned the "Book of Spiritual Talismans of Fenghuoyuan", which can be regarded as giving my Dao veins to me in disguise." Passed on."

Marshal Tian Gong didn't care.

"Then I told you the news, the Marshal. Don't forget what the Marshal promised me."

Seeing that Marshal is so knowledgeable, Empress Zhijin can only say.

"I won't forget you."

Marshal Tian Gong said.

Although the things in his yard are good, they are not very useful to someone with his cultivation level.

Most of them were regarded as favors by him and given to the juniors of the Heavenly Court.

"By the way, what's the name of that disciple of Emperor Fuyou?"

Marshal Tian Gong asked.

"His name is Chen Yuan, and his Taoist name is Layman Qingming."

The brocade empress said.

Marshal Tian Gong's projection on the wall frowned, recalling that two or three months ago, when Emperor Fuyou accepted disciples in the lower realm, it caused a sensation, and all the gods with names and surnames in the heaven gave blessings.

Even that one, was blessed.

At that time, the heavenly court was lively for a while, everyone was discussing which kid in the world was so lucky.

More importantly...

He is also one of the gods who shot to bless the other party.

For a moment, he was in a complicated mood, which was simply indescribable.

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(End of this chapter)