I am a fairy

Chapter 198 Heaven’s Approval
"The Lord God is here."

When Linghuajun met Yunzhongjun, they were under a huge tree. She had never seen such a huge and unusual tree.

Half of the tree's interior was exposed, and it looked like it was made of fine iron. There were crisscrossing vine monsters wriggling inside, and no one knew what was rotating inside, making a rumbling sound.

Yun Zhongjun stood on the hillside, the sun in the distance fell on him, and he was also looking at the tree.

"Come up!"

With just one word, Linghua Jun was seen moving closer to the hillside where she was, as if an inexplicable gust of wind was sweeping her away.

Linghuajun stood on the slope, and her eyes followed Yunzhongjun's gaze and looked at the tree. Every time she saw something magical and beyond the mundane from Yunzhongjun's point of view, it represented something, or some changes would happen in the human world.

For example, the Suanni before and the Moon Palace in the sky.

When I first saw it, I didn't know what it was or what its function was, but the thing I saw had already been secretly affecting this world and might even be controlling this human world.

From then on, Linghua Jun never dared to miss anything that happened around Yunzhong Jun, or any words that he said casually.

"This is... a tree?"

Yun Zhongjun nodded and told her.

“When the tree is actually completed.”

Hearing Yunzhongjun say this, Linghuajun felt a little strange.

"Completed?"

"Why would a tree be described as falling, just like a palace or a city?"

When Linghua Jun was wondering what this tree was, he heard even more shocking news.

Lord Yunzhong: "A great sun will rise from it."

Linghua Jun looked at the tree in great surprise. She didn't know whether the big sun that Yunzhong Jun was talking about was the real big sun or something else.

But she knew that when the tree was "completed" and the so-called big sun rose from it, a round of changes that were unpredictable to mortals would once again take place in this world.

Yun Zhongjun raised his hand, and the two of them were at the foot of the mountain in the valley.

The sun here seems particularly strong.

Half of the valley was golden, where the sun was shining. The shadows of huge monsters with their surfaces reflecting the sunlight were constantly coming along the mountain pass from afar.

Half of it was in shadow, and on the ground one could see vine monsters constantly passing under one's feet, rising and falling above and below the ground.

Everything is filled with a weird feeling.

Yun Zhongjun said: "I have some things to do recently, so I can't take care of the affairs of the world. You came here to tell me something, right?"

Only then did Lord Linghua break away from the words that a great sun would rise from the sacred tree, bowed to Lord Yunzhong, and then spoke.

"God Lord!"

"The day before yesterday, Emperor Wen Zhao of the Wu Dynasty died."

Yun Zhongjun asked, "How did he die?"

There was no surprise, no emotion, as if he was asking an insignificant person.

Linghua Jun stood under the tree, golden light and dark shadows constantly passing by his feet. From time to time, huge creatures appeared around him, and from time to time, demons lurked underground.

"At first I thought it was because he took the elixir, got caught in the wind and got frightened, his body couldn't withstand the effects of the elixir and he died suddenly."

"They originally wanted to obtain the so-called method of immortality from the Taoist master of Yunzhen Dao, Yin Yang Taoist, so they hid it from me. When I rushed over, it was too late."

Yun Zhongjun nodded and said, "If that's the case, then don't worry too much. Even though the emperor is dead, it's fine as long as the world is not in chaos."

What I mean is, just arrange the next things.

But he turned around and said: "But since you said it was your initial thought, it means it is not that simple."

Judging from Yun Zhongjun's appearance, he really didn't know anything about the affairs of this world. Perhaps it was not that he couldn't know, but that there were really important things. This made Linghuajun think of the time when he couldn't find Yun Zhongjun before.

Ling Huajun went on to say, "But then I discovered that this matter was... In the end, the Yin-Yang Taoist said that he had received a decree from the heavens. I went to Youdu City to ask, and it turned out that there really was a decree falling from the nine heavens."

When Yun Zhongjun heard this, he understood something.

"The law of heaven."

He suddenly remembered something and spoke.

"Oh!"

"I said something two days ago."

"Let him be quiet and stop making trouble."

Yun Zhongjun was also a little surprised, but he still spoke in the end.

"Perhaps, I misunderstood."

Linghua Jun stood under the sacred tree and was stunned for a long while.

"I see."

From then on, Linghua Jun finally understood the entire process of the emperor's death.

When Yun Zhongjun learned that the Emperor of the Wu Dynasty had fallen into madness in pursuit of immortality, he casually told him not to make trouble. A decree warning the emperor was then sent directly to the underworld, and every word of it was telling the emperor to "live in peace" and not "make trouble" anymore.

Then the emperor of that day would truly "live in peace" and would never be able to "make trouble" again.

Passing down the knowledge layer by layer, the Emperor Wen Zhao became the first evil ghost in the Hell of Unchangeable Bones under the Nine Netherworlds.

Linghua Jun finally understood what it meant to speak the law of heaven.

In a word.

Then an emperor died.

Yun Zhongjun: "If there are any more such things, just come and report to me. Don't worry."

Linghua Jun: "Lingzi knows."
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Huajing City.

Imperial Prefecture.

The snow has stopped and the wind is no longer blowing, as if everything has been settled and no one knows what is covered under the snow.

No one pursued it, or no one cared.

The death of Emperor Wen Zhao is like the withered autumn leaves faintly visible in the snow. It clearly happened not long ago, and the snow fell only a few days ago, but it feels as if it has happened a long, long time ago, so long that it has been forgotten.

Everyone cares about only one question: who will become the new emperor of the Wu Dynasty.

Only one person was still asking about the cause of the emperor's death.

"May I ask the Imperial Master?"

"Your Majesty, how did your Majesty die?"

Ma Fu had been waiting at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion. Perhaps it was because this old slave was the only one who was still loyal to the old emperor. Even though his blind loyalty was ridiculed by many people, Lord Linghua still summoned him in the end.

Linghua Jun stood in the pavilion, while the eunuch Ma Fu was still kneeling in the snow, kowtowing and begging, trying to find an answer.

"I have checked, and Emperor Wen Zhao did die of shock after taking the elixir!"

Regardless of other indirect reasons, the main cause of death of Emperor Wen Zhao was indeed this. He rashly took the poison pill and was frightened by the cold wind. He immediately became paralyzed on one side of the bed, and then he could not speak, and finally died.

Ma Fu was filled with grief after hearing this: "If that is the case, I have advised Your Majesty, but he just wouldn't listen. I said that Taoist must have his own intentions, Your Majesty is just too easy to believe in that Taoist."

Ling Huajun said, "He wants to be immortal too much."

Ma Fu nodded: "But why did your Majesty's body disappear after his death, just like the Taoist priest, with only his clothes left?"

Although after the emperor died, they immediately prepared to invite a high monk from the Samsara path or even the monk who picked up the flower to perform a ritual to send him to the "Haoli".

But before he could do anything, the corpse of Emperor Wen Zhao was blown away by a gust of wind and the laughter of a ghostly shadow.

disappeared without a trace.

At that time, Ma Fu was there.

He heard the dry ghostly laughter and immediately recognized it as the voice of the Yin-Yang Taoist.

Linghua Jun said bluntly: "Because his merits and sins were to be judged after his death, his remains were taken to the city of Hell by the ghost officials."

After hearing this, Ma Fu immediately asked, "Then, Your Majesty, is it because of merits or... or is it because of sins?"

Ma Fu probably knew what would be the fate of Emperor Wen Zhao, so he hesitated in his last words, his body trembled, and his expression was sad.

Linghua Jun recalled the scene he saw at the end of the Nine Netherworld, and a voice came from the pavilion.

"Because he took a poison pill and died, he will be sent to the Hell of Unmelted Bones, where he will be punished for a thousand years according to his sins."

Ma Fu immediately asked, "Why can we always see the figure of the Yin-Yang Taoist these days, and even hear his voice? Could he have something to do with this matter?"

Linghua Jun glanced at Ma Fu and told him.

"Because the one who personally dragged him down to the underworld was none other than the Yin-Yang Taoist."

"He also died from taking the elixir, so his sins were grave, but because of his outstanding merits, the two were offset."

"He is also willing to enter the dark and deep underworld and become a ghost official to guard it. From then on, he will not see the sun and will not enter the cycle of reincarnation. He will accumulate merit by taking the souls of mortals who take poison pills, practice evil methods, and practice magic."

"Sir, this is exactly the kind of ghost he wants to catch."

A thousand years is already the end. The Avici Hell also carries this punishment. In fact, even if it is put in a jar, it will not survive for more than a thousand years without other special means of preservation.

After hearing this, Ma Fu couldn't help crying loudly under the pavilion.

"I said that old Taoist priest had bad intentions. These Taoist priests are all conscienceless!" "That evil Lu Xianweng first tricked Your Majesty into taking the elixir, and then Your Majesty got a carbuncle on his back and suffered terribly."

"Now here comes another Yin-Yang thief, even more vicious than that Lu monster!"

"He did more than deceive your majesty."

"He also needs to use His Majesty to refine the method and achieve his own accomplishments."

"How can there be such a vicious and lawless demon in the world?"

Although Linghua Jun appreciated Ma Fu's loyalty, he didn't want to listen any more after hearing this, so he turned away and had Ma Fu taken away.

"The Son of Heaven is the ruler of the Nine Provinces."

"If you can't rule all nine states, you can't be considered a true emperor."

"And if he hadn't forced and threatened the Yin-Yang Taoist in every possible way, the Yin-Yang Taoist wouldn't have found a reason or excuse, let alone dared to attack him. In the final analysis, everything is his own fault."

Eunuch Ma Fu hunched over as he bid farewell to Lord Linghua, then walked out of the gate. He looked as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

When he went out, he was still shouting.

"Evil ways... demon ways..."

At the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion, the two teams that were still waiting looked at each other in bewilderment when they saw Ma Fu's appearance.

"What happened to this horse guard?"

"Why bother with him? Who cares about him now? He was so arrogant in the past. I wonder how he can continue to be so arrogant in the future."

"Don't look at him. We must see the Imperial Master today. Otherwise, we don't need to go back and will die outside."

"Now that the Imperial Master has returned, please inform him immediately and tell him that the King of Huaicheng wants to see him, just to pay him a visit."

Ma Fu glanced at the people outside.

These two groups of people, one group represents the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, and the other group represents the Prince of Huaicheng.

But at this moment, even if he told these people the news of how the emperor was deceived by the Yin-Yang thief, these people probably would neither believe it nor care.

Even if he knew that his grandfather had gone to the hell of incorruptible bones, he would probably pretend not to see it.

Not a single tear will be shed.

They were fighting each other at this time, and the situation had reached the point of drawing swords, so they had no time to care about this.

If Lord Linghua had not been still in Huajing City, the entire Huajing City would probably have been in a bloody storm at this time, and even the entire Southern Dynasty would have to go through a round of fighting before it could be pacified again.

The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is prestigious and has the support of most of the officials in the court. The King of Huaicheng previously had a large army under his command, and these troops are not far from the capital.

But now, this complex situation and the uneasy people's hearts are moving in another direction under the suppression of the shadow of the human god wearing the appearance of a heavenly god.

Ma Fu looked at the behavior of these two people and seemed to sense something.

Said angrily.

"Can these two really be emperors?"

"People like this, who have no king or father, will not be able to stay in power for long, even if they can stay for a while."

However, news about the emperor's death gradually spread.

The emperor died after taking the elixir, and after his death he was thrown into the hell of undissolved bones to be punished. Such horrifying rumors began to spread.

Although no one knows what the small hell of undissolving bones is, just hearing the name is scary. Some people have vividly described the torture instruments in hell, and the terrifying punishment of the underworld has added to the fear.

Even for a period of time afterwards, when people talked about the death of so-and-so, they all said that the person died from taking the elixir, and that when he died, an evil ghost came to take him away.

As a result, the popularity of alchemy and elixirs in the entire capital was greatly curbed.

"Those stories about taking elixirs to achieve immortality are all lies."

"If you take this pill, you will go to hell."

But there is always a small group of people who don't believe in it and always have some rebellious thinking.

"Why would I go to hell just for taking a pill?"

"There must be something fishy going on here."

"I think there must be a magic trick to become an immortal in this elixir, and the immortals are afraid that mortals will become immortals, so they don't allow mortals to take the elixir."

"Yes, yes, that must be the case."

"No wonder I haven't seen anyone become an immortal before. It turns out that they were discovered by ghosts and taken to the underworld in advance."

"Then I will take it secretly, without anyone seeing or knowing, and find a way to deceive the ghosts and gods, then I can become an immortal, right?"

Someone suddenly had an idea and came up with a real "magic method to become an immortal."

In the underworld.

The old Taoist successfully "guessed the will of heaven". Not only did he play a trick on and take revenge on the emperor Wen Zhao, he also gained great merit.

In front of the stone tablet, the old Taoist looked up at the sky.

A ray of light of merit fell from the sky, bringing with it the laws of the underworld from the Nether City. Those were the provisions that promoted them to true ghosts and gods according to their merits.

The rules flowed into his body, and golden light covered his body.

The original image of the ghost official with a ghost face and black robe suddenly changed into the appearance of a ghost god. The divine patterns on his face, his robes, and his hat all became different, and he began to look majestic.

He jumped from being a ghost official working in a small hell to becoming the ghost god in charge of this small hell.

And looking at the golden light descending from the sky, feeling the power surging in the body.

More power, higher authority, and faster Internet speed.

Don’t say anything else.

Just looking at this image, it feels like it has changed from 360p to 4K in an instant, and the clarity has been raised by more than one level, and a large part of the majesty comes from this.

In this virtual world, your clarity is so much higher than others, and you can tell at first glance that you are not an ordinary person.

all of these.

It makes him feel incomparably powerful.

The old Taoist laughed loudly towards the sky and stroked his beard with his hand.

"My way is done."

The old Taoist raised his hand, looked at the patterns on his ghost robe, and sighed continuously.

"Wonderful!"

"Brilliant!"

The old Taoist wishes that there were a few more emperors who made elixirs and took pills, and monks and Taoists who cheated people and practiced techniques to harm people, so that his path to becoming a ghost immortal would be just around the corner.

Not only can the clarity be improved, but a few special effects will also be added, and ray tracing will be enabled.
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Imperial Prefecture.

The solemn and heavy sounds of ceremonial music rang out from the imperial city not far away, and could be heard here even through layers of palace walls.

The witch came forward and told Linghua Jun something.

"Divine witch, the emperor is here to invite you."

This so-called Son of Heaven was naturally not Wen Zhao, but the newly enthroned Emperor Wu of the Wu Dynasty.

Prince Huaicheng entered the capital. If the emperor was still alive, he would have an advantage.

But after the emperor's death, going to the capital became a constraint for him.

finally.

After a lot of intrigues and conspiracies with the prince's faction, he was ultimately unable to defeat the prince who had been the prince for decades, or more accurately, the prince's party who had deep roots.

This also completely cut off the possibility of the Prince of Huaicheng becoming the emperor. He could only watch as the crown prince inherited the throne and ascended the throne in the Mingtang to receive congratulations and kneeling homage from all officials.

But more importantly, during this process the Chinese teacher did not interfere, did not speak, and did not let anyone see any inclination.

But in the capital, it is like a mountain.

As if to say.

"I don't care who becomes the emperor, but the Wu Dynasty cannot be in chaos."

This makes many methods useless, and everything stops at the court.

After experiencing the death of Emperor Wen Zhao of the Wu Dynasty, Linghua Jun also saw and understood many problems clearly. She had previously talked to Yunzhong Jun about what kind of emperor was needed now.

And that time.

Yun Zhongjun didn't say much, but told her the truth with reality.

It doesn't matter who sits on the throne of the emperor. It would be good if there is an emperor who performs beyond expectations. Even if there is no emperor who performs beyond expectations, at least it can be ensured that everything will not go to the worst.

As long as there is "sky" above your head.

At the ceremony of the new emperor's enthronement, the imperial teacher did not show up until the very end, but he just took a look from a distance and then left.

Even the new emperor had an altar prepared for him by the imperial master in the Mingtang, which was even slightly higher than the throne.

pity.

Only the true Son of Heaven can be recognized by Heaven.
(End of this chapter)