Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Li Hong woke up from his dream again.
It wasn’t a good dream, but it wasn’t a nightmare either. But I woke up from the dream more than a dozen times in the middle of the night, and it felt really uncomfortable.
The curtains in the bedroom moved slightly, and the figure was hazy. Li Hong sat up and let out a long breath on the imperial couch.
At this moment, the eunuchs and palace maids hurried over, holding lanterns, and called softly, "Your Majesty?"
Li Hong looked at the trusted eunuch in front of him and said, "Water."
The eunuch quickly took the prepared jade cup from the palace maid and handed it to Li Hong, saying, "Your Majesty, this is your favorite iced lotus seed tea."
Li Hong took the jade cup and took a sip of tea, then he felt much refreshed.
Then he waved his hand to the eunuchs and palace maids and said, "All of you leave the hall and I will tell you to come back in."
"Your Majesty?" The trusted eunuch said, "Your Majesty, please allow me to stay."
Li Hong glanced at the eunuch, then nodded and said, "Okay, you stay."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the eunuch bowed.
Afterwards, the rest of the attendants and palace maids left the bedroom, leaving only the trusted eunuch guarding the imperial bed.
Li Hong lay down again, but his mind was filled with the dreams he had had over the previous dozen times.
In those dreams, various Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Buddhas took turns entering his dreams.
Some preached Buddhism to him, some showed him the Buddhist Dharma, some discussed Buddhist principles with him, and some chatted with him about life.
But this time, he was not treated like his Li family ancestor and was taken to watch the eighteen levels of hell.
Because the power of Buddhism has withdrawn from the underworld, no Taoist or Buddhist disciples can enter or leave the underworld at will or interfere in the affairs of the underworld.
"Humph, you just want to spread the power of Buddhism to me so that I will give up destroying Buddhism?" Li Hong snorted in his heart, "I won't sleep tonight, let's see what you can do."
Li Hong wanted to stay awake, but he was still a mortal after all. After only a cup of tea, his eyelids began to droop.
Soon, Li Hong fell asleep.
This sleep was unexpectedly peaceful, because those Buddhist immortals never entered his dreams again.
However, Li Hong vaguely felt that someone seemed to be watching him from above his head. It felt like being stared at by some great terror that could drag him in at any time.
This feeling was terrifying, like standing on a cliff looking into the abyss, and there was some great horror under the abyss also looking at him.
It would be better to let those Buddhist monks come!
Finally, after an hour, Li Hong woke up with a start. When he woke up, he found that his whole body was soaked with sweat.
"Your Majesty." The soft voice of a trusted eunuch came from the side. Li Hong glanced at him and said in a tired voice, "Change your clothes."
"Yes." The trusted eunuch immediately stood up and prepared to summon the palace maid outside to come in and change Li Hong's clothes.
But just as he turned around, Li Hong behind him suddenly let out a scream.
The eunuch was startled and quickly turned around, rushed to Li Hong and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Li Hong was trembling all over, and even his teeth were chattering.
Because Li Hong discovered at this time that the feeling of great terror was still shrouding this bedroom.
Am I still dreaming? Li Hong thought of this and slapped himself.
It hurts! This isn't a dream!
No, this must be a dream!
The trusted eunuch beside him was so frightened that he kept shouting, "Your Majesty! What's wrong with you?"
Li Hong turned around and said to the eunuch, "Slap me."
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"Ah?" The eunuch was startled when he heard this, and immediately knelt down, trembling all over and saying, "Your Majesty is a precious person, how dare I offend you? I deserve the death penalty!"
As the eunuch was speaking, Li Hong slapped himself again, with a very crisp sound of "pa".
"This is really not a dream!" Li Hong stood up from the imperial bed in horror, then ran down to the weapon rack on the left side of the bedroom and pulled out the Emperor's Sword.
"Who is it?" Li Hong shouted loudly, holding the Emperor's Sword. "Who is there?"
But no one responded after Li Hong shouted several times, which made him even more frightened.
At this time, Li Hong turned around and said directly to his trusted eunuch: "Send the imperial guards here immediately! Send the imperial guards to my bedroom!"
"Your Majesty, this..." The eunuch was shocked and ordered the imperial guards to enter the palace... What if...
But before the eunuch could finish, Li Hong shouted, "Go!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" When the eunuch saw Li Hong getting angry, he immediately turned around and ran out of the bedroom.
...
At the same time, in the sky above the bedroom of Tang King Li Hong, two figures were confronting each other.
Moreover, the magical power around the two of them was surging and turbulent, sweeping towards each other like a tsunami.
The magical powers of the two people continued to stir, collide, and confront each other, causing dark clouds to cover the entire Chang'an City, and even gusts of bone-chilling wind to blow between heaven and earth.
The strong wind raised by the battle of magical powers shows that these two people are both Taiyi Xuanxian. The one on the right, wearing a Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe, with a handsome face and extraordinary majesty, is Fang Jian.
The person opposite Fang Jian had disheveled hair, wore a yellow scarf, and held a strange sword in his hand.
Fang Jian stared at the person in front of him and immediately said, "Zhang Liang, do you really want to stop me from showing my divine power?"
It turned out that the man in front of Fang Jian was named 'Zhang Liang'. He was the third disciple of Zhong Huang Laoxian and the younger brother of Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao.
Zhang Liang had introduced himself when he stopped Fang Jian just now, so Fang Jian knew his name.
Zhang Liang, holding his Jataka's magical weapon, the 'Ren Gong Sword,' bowed to Fang Jian and said, "Master Hongqing, why do you need to help the Buddhist sect? Driving the Buddhist sect out of Dongsheng Shenzhou would also be a good thing for the Heavenly Court."
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