Chapter 130 Thick Fog The string of copper coins hanging in his hand swayed in the wind, ding ding...
After lunch, Li Zhou’s cousins performed their talents, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Li Zhou was not willing to be outdone, and nudged Li Dalang: "Brother, it's your turn."
"I?"
Li Zhou said angrily: "We have been in class together for so long, you can't have made no progress at all."
Li Dalang recalled what he and Li Zhou were doing when Master Liaochen was teaching. He wondered where his sister, who was always dozing off and eating snacks, got the confidence to criticize him.
However, I can't just ignore my sister's request.
His sister is still young, so it's really his turn to take charge at times like this.
Li Dalang stepped forward and began his performance.
What he performed was writing big characters, from one to ten, and he wrote every character correctly.
Li Zhou clapped his hands vigorously out of respect, and at the same time looked left and right, urging the elders to clap as well.
Everyone was still waiting for Dalang to continue writing, but they didn't expect that it had already ended. Yue Niang was the first to react and immediately said "good" to give him face.
When others heard this, they quickly followed suit and praised him.
Li Zhou was satisfied then. After Li Dalang washed his hands and sat back in his seat, he stuffed a candy into his mouth.
To save face for Zhu'er, you must do something for him.
On Xili Mountain, Sect Leader Li Zhou sat on the main seat, and behind him were Taoist Qi Ying and Cong'er, the only second-generation disciple still in the sect.
Cong'er's current name is Huang Daocong, taking her mother Huang Qiufang's surname.
Because of this incident, Huang Qiufang's mother-in-law silently burned two more rolls of paper for her son who died early. It is so strange that she would allow her daughter-in-law to raise the child alone and the child had to take her son's surname.
In the past, with Qi Ying and Huang Daocong's cultivation level, they might not get a response from the Nuo god Fang Xiang even if they chanted sutras and offered sacrifices every day.
But who can blame them for their good luck? They got on the big tree of Duotian Sect early on. Even if a god stood at the steps, they could still stand behind the sect master unmoved.
Although this human form is merely the incarnation of a god on earth, it is enough for any mortal to brag about it for the rest of his life.
The Nuo god Fang Xiang looked up at the clan leader Li Zhou with deep emotion.
The greatest anchor of the Heavenly Lord in the human world has been loosened, and the dormant gods and Buddhas have their own ideas. Nuo God and Thunder God are the first to jump out.
Stop pretending, get real. They have long disliked that bastard.
Nuo God manages plague ghosts, and Lei Shen is in charge of thunder and lightning. The two gods already have enough believers in the world, so there is no need for them to steal or fight for more power.
When the Heavenly Lord was strong, they feared that their power would be taken away and dared not show up. When the Heavenly Lord was weak, they became bold and began to resist.
The gods all know that the Duotian Sect has a backer. In addition to the five powerful practitioners in the world, there is also an ancient god secretly who is more powerful than Tianzun, has deeper intentions, and is extremely good at planning.
Every step he arranged was closely linked to the next, hitting the weak spot of Tianzun severely.
Gods have different perception abilities, and most gods who are not of sufficient status do not know how powerful this ancient god is, or what his purpose is in walking on earth.
But they knew that he was now targeting the gods in heaven, and had a close connection with the Moon God. The dead sun was being kept running under his power.
What does this mean?
To establish a good relationship with Him is like picking up a chance for resurrection!
Even if one is targeted by the Heavenly Lord, one will not lose his status and truly perish after his power is stolen.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiangyi put aside his pride and presented the gift he had prepared carefully.
This is a bear head with two pairs of eyes. Each eye can see a gate in the sky. There are four directions between heaven and earth: east, south, west and north, so there are naturally four gates in the sky.
The Taiyin star god guards the western gate to heaven, the corpse of the Xihe star god blocks the eastern gate to heaven, and there are the Nanji and Beidou star gods in the north and south. With this treasure, the Duotian Sect can see their conditions at any time.
I believe that the sect master and the ancient gods behind the scenes will definitely like this treasure.
Sect Master Li Zhou took the bear head, looked at Fang Xiang and asked, "Since you have this treasure, didn't you know what Taiyin and Xihe were doing before?"
Li Zhou was simply curious, but Fang Xiang remained silent for a long time.
The subtext of this sentence is to ask, where were you when Taiyin and Xihe were struggling to resist the invasion of the gods, and now that the situation is reversed, how can you have the nerve to come out and pick peaches?
How can you reap the benefits just by offering a treasure?
Fang Xiang's figure became illusory under this question. After a long time, he sighed: "God has abandoned the world, so he should be abandoned by the world."
With this long sigh, the human shadow of the Nuo god Fang Xiang slowly dissipated.
In every county town and village, Nuo rituals were being held to drive away the plague ghost, but suddenly the music stopped.
Rows of doctors from Yaowang Mountain dressed in plain clothes came slowly, opened their medicine boxes, took out the statue of the Goddess of Divine Medicine, and loudly taught the medical theories of epidemics.
The plague ghost is still lurking around, but the method of expelling it has changed from praying to gods to drinking hot water and washing hands frequently.
Just because of a casual remark made by Li Zhou, Prime Minister Fang's power was quietly transferred to the miracle doctor Li Zhou.
Sect leader Li Zhou put on the four-eyed bear head with great interest, and looked at the four heavenly gates through the bear's eyes.
She didn't care about her extra authority, and the eyes that were secretly staring at her became more and more crazy and ferocious.
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Capital city, Purple Palace.
The emperor was meeting with a Mohist and listening to her detailed explanation of the production of the "Sky-shaking Bomb".
This thing is made of gunpowder wrapped in pig iron. After detonation, it can penetrate armor. Its power is no less than the high-quality talismans made by the Demon Hunting Bureau.
However, talismans can only be used by practitioners, but thunderous thunder can be used by everyone.
Mohist told the emperor that in addition to the thunderous bomb, they have also been developing the "General Shenwei" and the "Marshal Duotian". Both of them are tubular iron guns filled with gunpowder bullets. The difference is that the former is hand-held and the latter is shaped like a tiger. Although they are not enough to really seize the sky, they are just to improve the reputation of the Duotian Sect. However, for mortals, they are powerful enough.
The drawings of the two firearms were intricate and complex. The emperor looked at them for a long while and then laughed at himself: "I never said old before, but today my eyes are blurry and I can't even read the words clearly."
Pei Shang Gong looked at the emperor with distress and was about to comfort him, but Mo Zhe took out a polished lens and handed it to the emperor.
The emperor took a closer look and saw that the text that was blurry just now was magnified several times and appeared clearly before his eyes.
She was startled for a moment, then looked down at the lens in her hand and said thoughtfully, "I've often heard that those who truly practice Taoism can cultivate the Dharma Eye and see things that ordinary people cannot see. If ordinary people can also use tools to see the truth of this world, wouldn't that be a step closer to those cultivators?"
Mo Zhe originally just noticed that the emperor seemed to have a decline in eyesight, but he never thought that the lenses he made to flatter the emperor would be so useful in her eyes.
She couldn't help but admire him sincerely: "Your Majesty, you are much smarter than me. If you are old, then what am I? Please take back what you said before and give me a chance to live."
The emperor glanced at her, and although he felt very relieved, he shook his head and said, "No wonder Old Mo wants to part ways with you New Mo. If Old Mo were here, he would be embarrassed to say such words."
Hearing the word "Old Mo", Mozhe frowned and was about to criticize that group of pedantic people harshly, when suddenly, the ground under his feet began to tremble slightly.
This familiar tremor evoked the most painful memory of the Mohists. On the day of the Qiming Mountain collapse, the giant abandoned all the Mohists in order to save those irrelevant people.
The landslide started with just such a tremor.
Mozhe suddenly looked outside the hall, clenched his fists, and heard someone shouting, "Did the earth dragon turn over?"
"Your Majesty, please leave quickly!" Pei Shanggong was startled and subconsciously protected the emperor.
The emperor held her hand and looked coldly at the guards who rushed into the palace. The guards clasped their fists and said breathlessly, "Your Majesty, for some unknown reason, the people of the capital are running here barefoot with their hair disheveled and holding imperial edicts in their hands! The entire Forbidden Palace has been surrounded by rioters!"
It turned out that the shaking of the ground was not caused by an earthquake, but the sound of many people stepping on the ground at the same time.
As soon as the guard finished speaking, another eunuch came running over and said in horror, "Your Majesty, the Left Prime Minister and all the officials are waiting outside the palace. We beg Your Majesty to move so as not to be bumped into by the mob..."
Before she finished her words, the high-pitched voice of the Left Prime Minister was heard outside the palace: "Your Majesty! The people are angry. Do not listen to the slander of the villains. Follow me as soon as possible!"
Pei Shanggong's face changed drastically. Whenever a natural disaster occurred, the aristocratic family headed by the left prime minister would clamor that there were villains in the court. However, the emperor was arbitrary and had no powerful ministers. The so-called villains did not refer to the ministers, but were clearly aimed at Your Majesty.
But, when did he connect so many rioters in the capital, and the Imperial Guards and the Demon Hunting Bureau were completely unaware of it... No, how come the Demon Hunting Bureau disappeared at such a critical moment?
With disheveled hair and barefoot running wildly, surrounding the Forbidden Palace... Who would believe that there is no evil spirit behind this?
Pei Shanggong's heart was beating like a drum, but the emperor sneered and sat back on the throne.
"I'm here, I'm not going anywhere." She signaled the guards to pass on the message, "Please ask the Left Prime Minister to come in and talk!"
at the same time.
On the East China Sea, a large ship sailed into a thick fog.
After eating the salt and pepper fried squid, the fortune teller Li Zhou started to jingle with the string of copper coins hanging in his hand, swaying in the wind.
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