Chapter 467 The year is coming to an end and the sky is cold, it’s time to go home.

Fuso is dead, and all the demons that rushed into the battle today were killed one by one.

The immortal officials looked at the person in front of them and finally realized what it was like to be taught by the Taoist Patriarch himself and to cultivate the true Tao to perfection.

Most people in the world are accustomed to improving their cultivation through adventures, skills, research, and hard work, but they ignore the fact that the real high level of cultivation lies in the heart of Tao.

It is easy to practice cultivation, but difficult to cultivate the mind.

Real things are always easier to grasp than illusory things. The biggest wall is the one that no one can see.

Everyone can see the great achievements of Emperor Lingwei, but there have been several times when the world was in danger of destruction, and few people dared to be the savior.

But now Emperor Lingwei has other things to think about, "My mansion..."

It has to be rebuilt again.

The gods fought each other, and the demon sacrificed and destroyed the seal, causing the entire mansion to become a ruin.

In the past two thousand years, the house has collapsed twice.

Lin Du folded his arms and looked towards the ruins, his face somewhat sad.

Others who saw this only felt that the emperor was majestic and unattainable, and suddenly they all felt a little scared.

Lin Du pondered for a moment, then decisively looked at Marshal Zhong of the Finance Department.

Everyone in the Finance Department felt a chill down their spines. Was the reckoning going to start with their Ministry of Finance?

Yes, they didn’t help just now, but those who came to join in the fun from their Ministry of Finance were all civil officials, and the only military God of Wealth was guarding the house.

"God of Wealth, can you give me some money? My house collapsed and I have no money to repair it." Lin Du looked sincere.

After all, when she was in seclusion, she was afraid that the children might not have enough funds, so she gave them all away. Now if a dignified emperor were to set up a stall again, it would be considered as accepting bribes, which would not be very convenient.

Marshal Zhongda: …

He responded, "Oh! Great! It works! This needs to be approved, this can be approved!"

"But Your Majesty, do you still want to live here? Why don't you move to Zhongtian Ziwei Palace temporarily?" Another immortal official stepped forward.

Lin Du shook his head, "No, I like it here, right here, it's clean, good."

Marshal Zhong tried to smooth things over, "It's fine, Qing Jing, do you have any requests? Just tell the Ministry of Works directly."

Lin Du thought for a moment and said, "Keep it simple. I want a bamboo forest, but that's it."

The requirements are very abstract, but at this moment, even if Lin Du wants a Zhushan Tianshan, the Tiangong Department will be willing to build it without complaint.

The immortal official from the Ministry of Heavenly Works rubbed his hands quietly after retreating. The coldness from this emperor was really strong.

All the immortal officials looked at each other's noses and hearts, and no one dared to leave first. They all waited for Emperor Lingwei to leave.

Lin Du walked out a few steps and suddenly stopped.

The immortal officials who had just raised their feet immediately retracted their damn feet.

But the green-robed Emperor turned around and looked straight at the group of immortal officials who were not far away. Her eyes were dim, but she smiled, like the light and shadow between the bamboo cracks, attracting attention. But the words she said next made people feel as if they were in an ice and snow land.

"Since there are immortal officials in each department, it's just right. You can pass on a message for me."

"Starting tomorrow, the Three Yuans and Nine Palaces will conduct a thorough inspection of the entire Immortal Palace. All Immortal officials must be on duty. Those who are absent without reason will be punished according to the law."

After Lin Du finished speaking, he nodded slightly, turned around and left with a few people.

The immortal officials looked at the backs of the group of people. Most of their robes were dirty and torn, but their backs were as straight as the green bamboo in the center. Their postures were extremely relaxed, with their arms around each other's shoulders, and occasional laughter and complaints could be heard.

Like tough plants growing out of rocks, they may sway and have strange shapes, but they are always lush, healthy and full of vitality. They are a rare flourishing group in this heavenly palace.

Swaying against the wind, dancing in nirvana, the road is long, hand in hand with calligraphy and sword, we will reach the end of the world together.

Yuqing Palace, where the Emperor of Heaven resides.

The guarding immortal official was sweating profusely as he looked at the people lined up in front of him waiting to be summoned for a talk.

What is this? Is it reasonable to have so many people? Did the Emperor of Heaven call so many people? Why do they look like they just finished fighting and want to fight again?

Is it their turn to liquidate Yuqing Palace?

Lin Du sat opposite the Emperor of Heaven. "Still playing chess? I'm a little busy."

The Emperor of Heaven said helplessly, "The next one, the next one, it's not your turn to be busy tomorrow yet."

The chess pieces fell, making a clacking sound, and the Emperor of Heaven spoke again, "The Three Yuans and Nine Prefectures originally belonged to you, so I won't say anything. The Heavenly Hospital originally belonged to the Three Officials and is also under your jurisdiction. And what about Fusang's subordinates? What do you think?"

Lin Du didn't want to care and made his moves even faster.

"If you win, everything will be yours." The Emperor of Heaven said after taking a look at the chessboard.

Lin Du, who always played fast, hesitated for a moment. A few moves later, the originally good game of chess turned into a mess, with one side doing worse than the other.

In the end, Lin Du was defeated despite having the advantage of three pieces.

"In that case, I'll give you the Doubu, the Exorcist, and the Siwei Palace." The Emperor was satisfied. "As for the rest, let Taiyi lead the Lingguan Palace and the Four Post Stations. That's perfect."

Lin Du: ...So this guy has already thought of it all, and the face-saving effect works everywhere, right?

Lin Du took a deep breath and said, "Emperor of Heaven, why don't you set an example and cooperate with me?"

The Emperor looked at Lin Du's superficial smile and pondered for a moment, "But, what do you think of Cang Yan?"

Lin Du laughed, "Ziwei Palace, this place is not bad, let Taixuan Mansion make some improvements, and I will go in to work. Cang Yan is familiar with Ziwei Palace, so let's stay there."

Everyone in Tiangong is a little confused, and Taixuan Province is even more confused. Yan Qing has too many things in his hands, whether they are true or false, they are all hidden dangers.

The Emperor of Heaven’s meaning is very clear. Once everyone is monitored, past scores cannot be brought up again.

"Okay, I'll issue the order right away." The Emperor of Heaven also laughed.

Two people smiled at each other, one with more tense facial muscles than the other, and even their teeth looked clenched tightly. One was calculating how much punishment he would receive, while the other was calculating how tired he would be.

After Lin Du went out, he glanced at the kids standing in a row and asked, "What are you doing here?"

She let out a long sigh, "It's okay, I've finished talking, you all just wait to receive the transfer order and salary, Ziwei Palace is bigger, clean up, if you like to live in Ziwei Palace, live in Ziwei Palace, if you like to live in Sanyuan Jiufu, live in Sanyuan Jiufu, you can choose any department you want."

There’s nothing else to it, just a lot of mansions.

The more real estate, the better.

She looked at Yan Ye and said, "I don't know how many changes will happen in the fate book starting tomorrow. You should take care of yourself."

Yan Ye folded his arms and sneered, "Then I should thank the Emperor for giving me a heads up in advance?"

Lin Du shook his head contentedly, "You're welcome. It's my duty, my duty."

"You..." Yan Ye raised his hand, saw the blood on the chest, and finally gave up. He said gloomily, "After all, it's different now that I'm not biased."

Lin Du looked at the group of kids and realized something. "The feast is probably gone first. Who of you will go and secretly deliver some tributes and take care of the business."

Yuan Ye rubbed his hands excitedly, "Shouldn't we go have a bite now?"

Lin Du thought for a moment and said, "Then you go first. I'll go back to Sanyuan Jiufu and catch someone."

The group suddenly became nervous, "Who!"

Lin Du shook his head, "Not an enemy."

Three Yuans and Nine Palaces, Taoist Ziwei looked towards the door, and the green figure appeared in his sight.

"Emperor."

"I dare not." Lin Du stepped into the threshold. "In fact, the ancient tomb is the tomb of Emperor Ziwei. It was moved to the Dongming Realm on purpose, right?"

Taoist Ziwei laughed and fanned himself with his broken palm-leaf fan. "Things are almost over now. Do we still want to get to the bottom of it?"

Lin Du pulled a chair and sat down, chatting casually, "I never understood before. If I didn't have a little talent, I would fail in Fuso's plan. But that day, he brought the Eight Viewing Mirror with him."

And she really could not pass the Eight Views Mirror because she really went against the will of heaven.

It was not surprising that Fusang knew that she had disobeyed the will of heaven. There were clues about her, especially since he was in Ziwei Palace and could see through the flow of fate.

But Fuso didn't know that there was once an Eight-View Mirror in the Dongming Realm.

That was why Lin Du finally and unwaveringly set his sights on Fuso.

"Is the Eight-View Mirror in his hand real?"

"When the fake becomes real, the real becomes fake," Taoist Ziwei waved his palm-leaf fan, "the master of Ziwei Palace can naturally watch the movement of stars and the cycle of fate. For example, I am just a small incarnation, not a real emperor."

Taoist Ziwei stood up and walked out. "Besides, Emperor Lingwei is so smart, I think he has already guessed it."

"Just think of it as a lamp lit by God for your future."

Lin Du stayed where he was, lowered his head to think for a moment, and when he looked up again, the figure had disappeared, more cleanly and neatly than the breeze.

She stood up helplessly.

When the real Ziwei fell into the Dongming Realm, of course there were stars rising up.

Fuso looked at the inherited Eight Mirrors and learned that Lin Du had gone against the will of heaven and wanted to condemn her to eternal damnation; Yanye looked at the real Eight Mirrors and learned of a future without acts that defied heaven, but when he saw the world moving more and more against destiny, he decisively chose to support a future that went against destiny.

Lin Du changed his clothes and arrived at the restaurant. There was enough space in the middle of the big table in the private room for a horse to run around. The roulette wheel was filled with plates. Everyone was laughing and toasting. When they saw Lin Du coming, they didn't stop and kept calling for people to take seats.

Lin Du found an empty seat and found that no one was rushing to eat. "Why are you all so polite? Are you waiting for me?"

Yan Qing coughed and said, "Speaking of that, we are all mature adults. After all, we are also the honorable Three Yuan Nine Mansions Star Lords. It is not appropriate to snatch them."

Ni Jinxuan actively reported, "No one threatens us anymore!"

Lin Du's eyes fell on Mao Tuanzi, "Why don't you want to eat?"

Chu Guanmeng curled up into a ball angrily, "I don't want to eat! I'm not hungry!"

Lin Du poked it and said, "After this meal, I don't know when the next one will come."

Chu Guanmeng turned around again and said, "I don't want to eat it!"

Lin Du sighed and turned to look at Wei Zhi, "Was it like this just now?"

"I haven't eaten yet." Wei Zhi smiled helplessly.

"Okay, then let them all eat. You just watch. I won't bring you along next time."

Lin Du said as he pulled the fur ball over, "Didn't I just not tell you in advance? I'm fine, right?"

"But you have no heart!" Chu Guanmeng was still angry, "If I had known this would happen, I would have eaten you alive from the beginning!"

Lin Du was too lazy to go back to the past, "Eat, eat, eat. Eat it raw. Come on, if you don't eat it now, they will eat it all."

Chu Guanmeng had a tribute fruit stuffed into his hand. He subconsciously took two bites and then asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the thousand-year-old peach you stole from somewhere?"

"It's the Yuqing Palace's turn." Lin Du said righteously.

There were more people at the table than just the few here today. There were also many other fellow disciples from the Supreme Sect. Except for the reclusive Jiang Liang, they were all drinking and talking excitedly.

"Come to think of it, after ascending, only you guys have entered the Heavenly Palace. It's so tiring to do it all day long."

Ni Jinxuan heard this and said, "Because Junior Master is inside!"

"Whether to ascend or not, to enter the Heavenly Palace or not, it's all personal opinion. A carefree person can be carefree anywhere." Yuan Ye propped up his head and squinted his eyes, "Don't you agree, Master?! Your two disciples are taking the blame for you! You can be carefree as you please."

"Hey, the master can only lead you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself. You have to go to the heavenly palace by yourself. Although our founder did not ascend to heaven, many of his descendants have ascended to heaven. It's all due to personal luck!"

Lin Du suddenly thought of the teachings of his predecessors in the library, "Did the ancestor not ascend to heaven?"

"Yes, the ancestor could have ascended to heaven, but he didn't. After he passed the calamity, he refused to convert his spiritual energy into immortal energy and lived in the library." A strange face talked freely, looking at them as if he was looking at his closest descendant.

"He has been through the Taoist master's lectures and believes that there is no need for him to ascend to immortality. He only wants to uphold the tradition of the sect he founded. An immortal in one world has a long life span. My old man once told me that his life span can only last for a hundred generations at most. A hundred generations is a long way to go."

"After a hundred generations, it all depends on the sect's luck!"

Another gentle-looking man explained, "We guard the library because it is the true foundation of our Supreme Sect. For the Supreme Sect, it can be passed on from generation to generation and there will be future generations!"

Becoming an immortal may be the wish of many people, but there are always people who have more important and persistent goals.

For example, founding a sect, guarding the sect, passing on the torch, and illuminating future generations.

"Our Supreme Sect just happened to have its 100th generation ascend to the Immortal Realm, which means we have definitely made it through the hard times. I'm really happy. Come on, raise your glass!"

"Respect to the Grandmaster!"

"Respect the Supreme Sect!"

"Respect us, the righteous path that has been passed down from generation to generation and will never be extinguished!!!"

Nebulae are moving, plates are full and cups are empty, and everyone goes home drunk.

Lin Du and Wei Zhi walked side by side, Mo Lin supported Xia Tianwu, Ni Jinxuan carried Yuan Ye, Yuan Ye was holding Yan Qing's sleeve, Chu Guanmeng turned into a white tiger and ran in front.

"Hey! The sun is about to come out." Ni Jinxuan seemed to have seen something.

Yuan Ye landed among the clouds with a thud.

The group of people stopped at the same time and sat sparsely on the Jade Bridge not far from Sanyuan Jiufu, looking up stupidly, waiting for the sunrise.

As the year draws to a close, the weather turns cooler, and a gentle breeze blows across my face, dispelling the smell of alcohol.

"Look!! The sun is out!!!"

"Our happy and carefree days!!"

"A new day!! Work hard!"

After the group finished shouting and laughed at each other's stupidity, they stood up with smiles on their faces, just like they did when they were teenagers, brushing off the non-existent dust on their robes, and running towards Sanyuan Jiufu as the sun rose.

“See who gets there first!”

From that day on, the immortal officials of the Heavenly Palace have been under surveillance one after another. Lin Du's Glazed Heart and Heart-Binding Rope were buried deep underground along with the disappearance of the Three Poisons and the evil demons, but the talismans and abilities she inherited not only did not decrease, but because she advanced to the Emperor, she broke through her own state of mind and reached a higher level.

There are quite a few hidden demons, most of whom escape because they dare not be monitored.

But the immortal officials under Lin Du and Wei Zhi are also good at capturing people. The Paw Patrol has developed many instruments and procedures for capturing and tracking, and finally killed all these escaped demons one after another.

The entire Heavenly Palace was completely purged and given a new look. Many seniors who had ascended from the Supreme Sect also entered the Heavenly Palace to fill the vacant positions.

There is a gossip and joke in the fairy palace: the blind are in charge of fate, so fate is unpredictable; the careless are in charge of law, so there is no partiality.

But no matter what, Emperor Lingwei has become the cold frost that many immortal officials can never forget.

She is powerful, intelligent, and capable of planning and strategizing about the world, judging the merits and demerits of the three realms. She is one of the most proud disciples of the Taoist Ancestor. When she is idle, she is as gentle as the spring breeze, but when she is on the move, she is as cold as ice. Some people look up to her, some people fear her, but some people can laugh with her and walk the same path with her.

Lindu's mansion was renovated, and behind it was still Guixu. She came here alone, but now everything is finally perfect and she is extremely wealthy.

"The investigation is finally over. I'll go to the ghost world when I have time. I don't know what level my uncle has reached in his cultivation. I'll see if I can meet him on my reincarnation journey."

Under the moon, bamboo shadows crossed each other. White-haired Dumpling was lying comfortably on the top of the glass to bask in the moonlight. Lin Du leaned against the branches of the white jade tree and drank the freshly opened honey wine in the place where he had planted his heart.

"Does the honey that the Fairy of Flowers gave you taste wrong when mixed with wine? Wait for me to make the lotus honey next time."

Wei Zhi stood under the tree, raised his hand, and handed over a new jug of wine without any additions. He himself just stood under the tree, looking up at the edge of the emerald green robe that was leaking through the white jade branches.

Lin Du took it and said, "It does seem wrong. Why don't you come up?"

When Wei Zhi looked up, he heard the sound of wind and bamboo in his ears. In front of him was the place where all rivers flowed back to, and under his feet was the place where all souls ended up. The bright moon hung high in the sky, filled with ice and snow, falling on the branches.

"I was just wondering, does the same fate spell mean the same heartbeat?"

Lin Du lowered his eyes to look at the only magnificent scene in the plain scenery under the tree, and tilted his head carefully to feel it, "I heard it."

It's not a heartbeat, it's a movement of the soul.

The year is coming to an end and the sky is cold, it’s time to go home.

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