I have a long pupil

Chapter 69

It turned out that was the idea...

The aura has just been revived, and at this stage, even if your spells are weird and inherited from ancient times, you will die if you shoot random arrows.

The collapse of the Liang Dynasty was the opportunity for the sect to rise. It controlled a place and had a complete inheritance, so it absorbed various resources to grow...

Also, these sects can accurately predict celestial phenomena,

Is there really a fairy behind it?

Zhang Biao suppressed his curiosity and continued to monitor.

He also recognized the one-eyed man who spoke, his name was Wei Tianci, like Gu Chou, he was a well-known master in the Jianghu, and he was also the president of the Fragrance Society.

The name of its incense club is called Tianwanghui.

Originally, he worked for the monastery, called for the payment of the loan of the Xiangji Kitchen, and stabbed the statue of the recluse king in the back of the helpers. Later, he hooked up with the nobles in the court and gradually grew stronger.

The power in Beijing is second only to Yi Chonghui.

"Daliang is about to run out..."

Li Sangu, the leader of the Juemen, glanced sideways, covered his mouth with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "President Wei, if you say this, aren't you afraid that the person behind you will be angry?"

Wei Tianci raised his eyebrows, showing a sneer that was neither yin nor yang, "The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest."

"If the dense fog falls for several years and there are countless grains of food, don't care if the Liang Dynasty still exists or not, just a group of brothers under his command can swallow me alive!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

The Confucian robed old man hesitated, "This matter, after all, has not been confirmed..."

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not!"

Taoist Chang Geng in the first seat finally spoke, he sighed slightly, "This Great Liang Dynasty is just a handful of dry firewood. It is said that the current Holy Majesty is old and fatuous, and is becoming more and more brutal, but if he hadn't suppressed it, the court would have been fighting endlessly."

"Now that the flames have started, it will be difficult to extinguish them. Those wealthy families have already started stockpiling grain, and all the grain shops are closed this morning. If it wasn't for the Autumn Stove Festival, it would have already caused chaos."

"The people here are all the leaders of the gang in the capital, and the brothers who are eating under them, if they don't want to come up with a countermeasure, no one will think about it."

"At least, don't hurt your peace..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the teacup and skimmed off the froth.

Everyone's eyes also became strange.

Wei Tianci, the president of the Heavenly Kings Association, looked around, and suddenly said: "Senior Chang Geng's words are reasonable, and Wei's ugly words are the first, and the Heavenly Kings will expand unintentionally, but everyone, don't go too far..."

As soon as he pointed it out, everyone also opened their mouths.

Zhang Biao felt bored after listening for a while.

The Prophet of Spring River Plumbing Duck, the imperial court, various wealthy families, and dignitaries have all begun to prepare, and these people in the rivers and lakes naturally feel the chill.

They are different from those big sects that dominate the states. They are rooted in Yujing City and it is difficult to leave.

Moreover, each of them is not simple behind the scenes, and they are wary of each other, which determines that it is impossible for them to unite.

Make an agreement in advance, don't fight life and death, and do your best to deal with the great changes in the future, which is the purpose of this banquet.

They live under the eyes of the court, and at any time, they live more nourishingly than ordinary people.

And Zhang Biao was also lost in thought.

He always felt that things would not develop like this.

It's very simple, since those sects want to take advantage of the mist to rise and control one side, they will definitely not let the people starve to death...

food!

A light flashed in Zhang Biao's mind.

Those sects knew that there would be fog coming, if they had the secret method to continue growing food, it would be a breeze to control a place!
This is very possible.

In "You Xian Ji", Tu Lingzi occasionally mentioned in the dialogue that there is a secret technique of spiritual planting in the inner sect, which is specially used to cultivate various elixir.

After figuring this out, Zhang Biao's mind suddenly brightened.

Right now, it is luck competition.

If Daliang can condense the last luck of the dynasty and stick to one place before the fog falls, then it may continue in the future.

If it fails, the sect will rise and the ancient pattern will repeat itself!

As for himself, Zhang Biao has no idea how to choose in front of this torrent.

Very simple,
Those with strength have choices.

Right now, he doesn't have the ability to choose.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao manipulated Yueying to leave the main hall, and went to search the various rooms in the back hall of Changchun Temple.

Cui Laodao is not in the hall.

Now that the sect has been exposed, the rare and old medicine that can replace the elixir must be even more scarce.

Take the opportunity to collect more.

Sure enough, he found Cui Laodao in a small courtyard room at the back.

At this moment Cui Laodao is receiving guests.

The person who came was a Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi, wearing a jade belt around his waist, with elegant conversation and extraordinary bearing.

Outside the door, there were two people waiting.

This old man is busy enough...

Zhang Biao secretly laughed, and manipulated Yueying to hide under the flowerpot in front of the window to eavesdrop.

The Confucian scholar inside said with a smile: "The King of Yue is holding a garden poetry meeting in Fanglin Garden today, and I really hope to see Master Taisui. I wonder if there is any transmission?"

Cui Laodao said distressedly: "To tell you the truth, Master Tai Sui is not interested in the imperial court, and the emperor doesn't even bother to pay attention to the list of sages, and the old Taoist has nothing to do."

"I see."

A trace of disappointment flashed in the Confucian student's eyes, but he still did not give up and said: "I also ask the Taoist priest to pass on the word that the medicinal materials that the Tai Sui fairy wants are not scarce in the palace."

"well!"

Cui Laodao got up quickly, and respectfully said: "The old Taoist must pass on the message."

After the Confucian scholar left, another man with the appearance of a wealthy businessman entered the door. He still said the same thing, but behind him, he represented the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the Huaizhou Chamber of Commerce.

After Zhang Biao heard it, he shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, after the news was leaked, all the forces in the court were ready to recruit talents and seize the opportunity.

Their terms are tempting.

But Zhang Biao knew that most of these people's real purpose was to pass on their inheritance. Once they turned their backs, he would not be sure to escape from the crowd of masters.

At this moment, the last person also sent a greeting card.

This is an old man with the appearance of a housekeeper, and he trembled eagerly: "My young master is about to lose his hold, so I ask Immortal Master Tai Sui to help, and I would like to offer all the medicinal materials in the warehouse."

After all, he told about the strange things in the mansion.

Cui Laodao said helplessly: "It is necessary for the immortal master to take action, which one to help first, the old Taoist can't be the master."

"Cui Daochang, help me..."

The butler hurried forward, took out a few ingots of silver, and stuffed them into Cui Laodao's arms.

"Oh, what is this for?"

"Forget it, the old Taoist will say good things..."

Cui Laodao sighed, but his movements were not slow at all, and he put away the money.

After the housekeeper left, Cui Laodao smiled, took out large and small silver ingots from his arms, shook his head and said: "I am a free and unrestrained fairy in this world, and I am dyed with mortals to save all living beings..."

Zhang Biao shook his head speechlessly.

This old man lived a much more unrestrained life than him.

But he didn't bother to care about it. Cui Laodao ran errands for him and dealt with the interference of various forces, so he should get some benefits.

It was what the butler said just now that made him interested.

Meow!
A meow interrupted Cui Laodao from counting the money.

He looked at the black cat that appeared out of nowhere, and originally wanted to chase it away, but suddenly remembered Zhang Biao's explanation last time, and said cautiously: "But the immortal master came?"

Moon Shadow naturally couldn't speak, but stretched out her cat's paw and pressed it on the butler's famous post just now...

……

In the Changchun Temple, people from the rivers and lakes gather.

The gang leaders, relying on years of experience, are fighting with each other, cooperating vertically and horizontally, dividing territories, and dealing with the uncertainty of the future...

It's not just them who are busy.

Southwest of Yujing City, Fanglin Garden.

This place was originally a loess mountain, which produced high-quality bricks and soil. When Yujing City was built, hundreds of acres of deep pits were dug abruptly, and then introduced into the Sishui Canal, turned into a lake, and built as a royal garden.

At this moment, the leaves on both sides of the strait are slowly yellowing, the autumn water is all the same color as the sky, and the attic gazebo is hidden in the dense forest, which is a unique scene.

"Autumn is good, but it's easy to leave..."

In the small pavilion in the dense forest, King Yue looked at the lake in the distance and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

He was slightly chubby, and was quite famous among the many princes. He was considered a candidate for the crown prince at one time, but until he was close to age, with gray temples, he was still a prince.

"Why did your Highness say this?"

A Confucian scholar got up and cupped his hands and said with a smile: "My Great Liang is rich in all directions, and it is the time of its heyday. Your Highness is well known to everyone..."

He said a lot, just to flatter, but he didn't dare to speak too clearly.

Others also nodded one after another, some even pretended to be drunk on the spot, reciting poems.

Wang Guanshan and his brother-in-law Zhou Xun sat at the last table, their eyes eager, but they didn't have a chance to take out the poems hidden in their arms.

King Yue watched all this with a smile, but looked into the distance from time to time, his eyes full of anxiety.

At this moment, a man in white clothes rushed over, and whispered beside him: "Your Highness, the person from Xuandu Temple has been found, and the other party promised to send someone to meet after the winter..."

King Yue's eyes were full of surprises, he finally heaved a sigh of relief, raised his glass and said, "Everyone, let's drink this cup to the brim!"

……

Near the imperial city, an exquisite courtyard.

"Mr. Bai, this way please."

Luan Moyan, the head of internal affairs, smiled and led the way, "This courtyard used to be Princess Weiyang's courtyard. It is very elegant and quiet, and it is suitable for you to live in. The emperor personally gave it to you."

Behind him, the sorcerer Bai Yan frowned, and said meaningfully: "In Yuzhen Mansion, other people don't get this kind of treatment. How can a villain be so respected by the emperor."

"Hey……"

Luan Moyan sighed, and a few tears came out of his eyes, "The emperor takes care of all kinds of things every day, and he is worried about the people of Daliang. Now that he is old and his body is not as good as before, since the master can make alchemy, can there be a good medicine for prolonging life?"

Bai Yan looked suddenly enlightened, and then sighed: "Life, old age, sickness and death are determined by the way of heaven. There is no medicine for immortality in the world."

After hearing this, Luan Moyan was immediately disappointed.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Bai Yan's eyes, he pretended to hesitate, and said, "But to prolong life, there is indeed a prescription..."

As he spoke, he shook his head again and said, "It's not right, it's not right, it's detrimental to morality."

Luan Moyan was in a hurry, "Please tell me clearly, sir."

Bai Yan pretended to be helpless, and then sighed: "In the alchemy passed down by my family, there is a kind of Seizing the Heaven Pill, which is to seize the child's Yuanyang to make up for the loss of the day after tomorrow."

"But this method is harmful to the peace of heaven. If it is leaked out, I'm afraid it will damage the emperor's reputation..."

(End of this chapter)