I am a fairy

Chapter 241 Dynasty Luck (asking for monthly ticket)

Huajing City.

Yunzhong Palace Temple.

After Linghua Jun returned, she slowly stood up from under Yunzhong Jun's ancestral tablet. She looked at the many witches and shamans and the monk Dao Zheng in the hall.

"Open the altar. I want to perform a ritual."

Outside the main hall of the shrine, a tall altar was built, and densely packed figures were chanting scriptures, playing music, and then performing Nuo dance and witch drama.

Linghua Jun ascended the high altar to perform a ritual. At first, everyone did not know what Linghua Jun meant and just followed his orders.

That day and night.

The door of the hall flew open with a bang, and then all the windows opened one after another, without even a breeze blowing around.

A rustling sound came from outside, layers of shadows appeared, and boxes filled the entire hall.

With a crisp sound, the window closed again and the door was fastened tightly.

Many people observed the noise at night, but because of what Linghua Jun did during the day, the people in the Yunzhong Palace Temple did not dare to move rashly, for fear of ruining Linghua Jun's business or disturbing the existence that appeared at night.

When it was daybreak, someone pushed the door gently, only to find that it was locked from the inside.

When the door was opened, everyone was shocked by the densely packed boxes inside, but no one knew what was inside at that time.

Until Linghua Jun opened his mouth and said something.

"Open it!"

As soon as the first box was opened, I saw that it was full of brand new copper coins.

Everyone was stunned at first, then they opened more boxes and found that they were all filled with copper coins.

"Linghua-kun, what is this?"

Linghua Jun looked at the crowd and said, "Yunzhong Jun gave me a spell. This money was borrowed by magic, and the ghosts and gods moved it here."

Everyone was in an uproar and started talking about this matter.

“This is the real god!”

"I heard in the past that Lord Linghua has the ability to turn stones into gold. Today I am really enlightened."

"But I heard before that a golden, iron and earthen statue was cast out of thin air. Why are all the coins turned out today?"

"A god? Then you can become whatever you want."

In the eyes of mortals, this magic, which is like turning stone into gold, is not about the coins appearing in front of you, but about borrowing them out of thin air, as if they are an endless supply.

However, what they don't know is that this is the result of Linghua Jun's own merits and deeds. No matter how much merit a person has, it is still limited after all.

When Linghua Jun cast this spell, he was just trying out how to use it and what it would look like.

But the story didn't end there, and it continued until the next day.

There was movement again during the night.

This time, when someone looked outside, they saw ghostly figures and flying vines, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings.

When I opened the door in the morning, I found that there was a mountain of cloth piled up inside.

"what!"

Unlike the cloth of the Weaver Girl in Xianque, this cloth looks rough, thick, and has a single color and no patterns.

But they were piled up like a mountain, all the way to the top, filling the place up completely.

When everyone looked at Ling Huajun again, there was another change in their eyes.

"It can not only turn into silver and money, but also cloth?"

"If that's the case, Lord Linghua can just wave his hand and everything will be his."

"It's not that simple. Didn't you hear Linghua-jun say that these were all borrowed?"

"Borrow, where did you borrow it from?"

"Where else can it be? Either from the sky or from the ground."

Linghua Jun stood outside the temple and picked up a piece of cloth handed to him by the witch. After touching and examining it, he finally understood what his magic could produce.

When he opened his Dharma Eye to look at the merits and fortune above his head, although he could not see the specific values, they had indeed been reduced by a lot.

Some people, such as Taoists who want to become gods, think that exchanging merits for worldly things is not worth it.

But sometimes, this is indeed an extremely useful method.

"Put them all away!"

"Yes!"

Linghua Jun ordered people to put these things into the warehouse and did not ask any more questions.

After all, the things she conjured up seemed to be a lot, and seemed inexhaustible in the eyes of ordinary people, but in front of a city or a dynasty, these copper coins and cloth were of little use.

However, Linghua Jun also roughly understood the usage of this spell. It is not for personal use.

This is the art of dynasty fortune.

An individual's merits may not help much, but if it is a dynasty, then consuming merits to turn stones into gold and clouds into brocade to produce copper coins and cloth, which is completely different.

More importantly, a person's merits are consumed quickly but increase slowly.

When it comes to a dynasty or a country, the things that are consumed are exchanged for copper coins and cloth. If they are used properly and form a positive cycle, the merits of the consumption can be increased again, and there can even be surplus.

Thinking of this, Linghua Jun couldn't help but feel a little excited. If used well, a prosperous era will surely come.

But at this moment, Linghua Jun didn't know that this was not entirely certain.

If this magic is used improperly, the merit will be wasted, and the country's fortune will not rise, but its foundation will be undermined.

If you use it a few more times, maybe once the Nine Cauldrons are opened, you will be able to see the black clouds of karma covering your head.

Therefore, the key point is how to use it.

As for the people in the Yunzhong Palace Temple, those present regarded the things that had been transformed as fairy objects and sent them carefully to the warehouse.

In their view, these things all came from heaven.

And at the same time.

The legend about Linghua Jun's ability to turn stone into gold and clouds into brocade immediately spread throughout the capital.

Many people talked about this magical power, and naturally it also reached the ears of the emperor.
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Some time passed.

Emperor Wen Changxing came to the Yunzhong Palace Temple to worship the gods. Early in the morning, vehicles, ceremonial guards, and guards came along the long street and stopped in front of the Yunzhong Palace Temple.

The emperor and his concubines went to the palace, burning incense and worshipping the gods, looking pious for a long time. At the end, he couldn't help but ask.

"Where is the Imperial Master?"

Knowing that Linghua Jun's spirit had gone out to travel, he went to the newly added Tubo temples on the mountains and hills in various places to draw a map of the mountains, rivers and the country.

Linghua Jun couldn't come back for a while, and Wen Changxing didn't leave either.

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait a little longer."

When the Chu shamans in the Yunzhong Palace Temple saw this, they understood that the emperor had come here for something, and they didn't say anything more.

It was not until the afternoon that Linghua Jun came out of retreat and met Emperor Wen Changxing who had been waiting for a long time. Before they had spoken a few words, Emperor Wen Changxing turned his conversation to recent rumors.

"Recently, I heard that the National Master has used his magical powers to turn stone into gold and weave clouds into brocade. Such magical powers are only possessed by gods and immortals, but the National Master has used them so easily. It can be seen that the National Master is not far from becoming an immortal."

Linghua Jun: "All of these were bestowed by Yunzhong Jun. I have never practiced cultivation, and I don't dare to think about becoming an immortal."

Wen Changxing added: "Although I am the emperor, I have never seen this heavenly thing. I wonder if the Imperial Master can let me see it?"

Linghua Jun did not refuse, or rather, she had some intention in spreading the news, to see what the emperor would do and what plans he would make.

After all, this art of luck and merit will ultimately depend on a dynasty or a country.

Since Yun Zhongjun gave her this method, she naturally had to use it and couldn't just leave it alone.

otherwise.

How can the decree of Yunzhongjun for a good harvest and enough food and clothing be fulfilled?
Linghua Jun looked to the side and raised his sleeves slightly.

The shaman beside him came out, bowed to the emperor, then took a few steps outside, stood guard at one side and stretched out his hand and spoke.

"Your Majesty, please follow me."

Linghua Jun took the emperor to the storehouse, and they were followed by guards, shamans, monks, Taoist priests and servants.

When the servant opened the door of the storehouse and looked at the boxes of shining copper coins and the mountains of cloth, the emperor's eyes changed instantly, as if they were shining.

Even the emperor cannot escape from this worldly custom.

Without money, the emperor would have a hard time, and without silk as rewards, the soldiers under his command would not obey his orders.

Without money and silk, the emperor would not be an emperor.

Although the copper coins and cloth in front of him were not too many at the moment, since Linghua Jun could conjure up such a small mountain of copper coins and cloth, then couldn't he conjure up a larger one?

The emperor was immediately overjoyed and smiled widely.

"Good good!"

"National Master, you are truly extremely powerful and have boundless magical powers."

After seeing the Copper Coin Mountain and Cloth Mountain, Wen Changxing walked outside and asked Linghua Jun about matters concerning the gods. Linghua Jun advised the emperor that he should pay attention to matters on earth, and that the emperor on earth did not need to pay too much attention to matters in heaven.

Having said that, Wen Changxing became blunt and started talking directly about human affairs.

"Master, you don't know how difficult it is for me to be the emperor!"

When it comes to this, the hard-pressed Emperor Wen Changxing immediately becomes frowning, looking as if he is having a hard time.

"Last year we suffered a great disaster, and at the beginning of this year there was a storm and hailstorm. Although Yun Zhongjun's magical powers did not cause any serious damage, many places still suffered."

"To this day, the national treasury is so empty that even the salaries of the officials have not been paid for a year or two, not to mention the court..."

Although he said so, Wen Changxing went to Yinzhou for inspection last year, and this year he went to Xinkong Mountain to worship the mountain god and look for dragons.

It was a grand scene, and there was no sign of a deficit in the national treasury.

but.

Wen Changxing did not lie either.

But the national treasury is in deficit, so can’t he, as the emperor, enjoy himself?

No matter who suffers, it cannot be that the emperor suffers!
Emperor Wen Changxing was hesitant and asked Lord Linghua in a veiled manner.

"I wonder if the Imperial Master has any way to teach me?"

It has come to this, and you are already standing in front of the warehouse door. What else can I do to teach you?

Even the crows and magpies on the roof knew what Emperor Wen Changxing was thinking, but no one else present dared to say anything. They just cautiously observed Ling Huajun's expression out of the corner of their eyes.

However, Linghua Jun's expression did not change. She had been waiting for Emperor Wen Changxing to come, and was naturally prepared for the other party to ask.

Linghua Jun glanced at the emperor, then bowed to the sky.

"Yun Zhongjun knows that the world is in trouble and the people are suffering, so he specially gave me the magic."

"Your Majesty, as the emperor, is in charge of human affairs. Since you asked me, I will agree."

"I can perform a ritual for my dynasty, borrow the power of the ghosts and gods, and use the Five Ghosts Moving Method to borrow the things that Your Majesty needs from the human world."

Although Wen Changxing said this, he still couldn't help but wonder whether Linghua Jun would respond to the call. After all, as the emperor, he couldn't control the other party.

If the other party refuses, there is nothing he can do.

Hearing Linghua Jun's agreement, Wen Changxing showed an ecstatic look on his face and spoke loudly.

"With this magic, there is no need to worry about the prosperity of our dynasty. I, the emperor, on behalf of all the civil and military officials, and on behalf of the billions of people in the world, would like to thank Lord Linghua."

Wen Changxing was overjoyed. With such magic, what else did he have to worry about?

Whatever he lacks will become what he wants. There is no other emperor in the world with such good fortune as him.

But Linghua Jun agreed and said to Wen Changxing while looking at him.

"However, the money and silk cloth borrowed by this spell did not come out of thin air. They are the consumed dynasty's luck and merit. Your Majesty must be cautious when using them."

At the end, Linghua Jun asked a question.

"I wonder if Your Majesty has made a plan for what to do with the silver and silk that the ghosts and gods brought?"

At this moment, Emperor Wen Changxing was only thinking about his endless silver and silk, and fell into a sweet dream, not paying much attention to what Linghua Jun said.

It was not until the end, when he heard Linghuajun stop and ask him, that Wen Changxing came back to his senses.

"How do I use it?"

Wen Changxing felt that Lord Linghua underestimated him too much. No matter how incompetent he was as an emperor, could I not earn money but spend it?

"Don't worry about this, Imperial Master. I will definitely use it properly."

Ling Huajun looked at Wen Changxing's face, and vaguely saw that the black mist that was originally lingering on Wen Changxing's head and face suddenly evaporated.

But when I looked again, it seemed that nothing had changed.

(End of this chapter)