Drunken Crane Immortal

On the eighth day of September in the 15th year of Zhengyuan in Xigeng Kingdom, it rained heavily, and thunder and lightning flashed continuously all day. Birds and birds flew around the palace of Emperor Zhengyuan.

At noon, when the autumn star appeared, all the princes and princesses knelt inside and outside the emperor's bedroom, and the imperial physician's servants came in and out, serving soup and medicine.Everyone seemed to be waiting for the mighty emperor inside to take his last breath.

Qin Tianjian scrambled and knelt down in front of the prince who had just come out of the inner hall, kowtowed and said, "Your Highness, there is a vision in the sky, which is a sign of great changes!"

The prince is only seventeen years old, and every gesture of his hands is bound to rewrite the demeanor of the country, and the youth is full of vigor.

Hearing this, he looked towards the inner hall, his expression remained still, and he said: "There is going to be a big change—the emperor is a wise king, and if he is going to fall, naturally the mountains and rivers should cry."

Zhengyuan Emperor Sheng Jianwei took over the mess of his short-lived brother at the age of 30, along with the dilapidated mountains and rivers and the concubines and princes of the Sangong Sixth Courtyard.

He was ruthless and decisive, and it took five years to create a brand new Xitang dynasty. During the 15 years in power, Sheng Jianwei only sat in the front court and did not enter the harem. The queen of the first emperor was still the queen, and the prince was still the prince. It seems that they only focus on raising a capable heir for the Xigeng Dynasty, and they have done well in the name of the emperor for several years.

There was a sudden thunder in the sky, and the lightning flashed half of the sky. Qin Tianjian was startled, and bowed his head and said: "This kind of vision may be like a fairy coming from the Four Brahmas—Your Majesty may not be able to survive tonight. Make plans early, and do all the rituals yourself to show His Highness's sincerity, so that these few days can pass safely."

Before it was late at night, the bells inside and outside the palace rang loudly, announcing the death of Emperor Zhengyuan. All of a sudden, hundreds of cranes in the back garden wailed together, spreading their wings and about to fly.

After the new emperor came to the throne, his methods were even more ruthless than that of Emperor Zhengyuan. Within half a year, the government and the people were wiped out, and many ministers who supported the former emperor were sent to prison. Among them was his teacher——Emperor Zhengyuan personally issued an edict, demanding He respected him as the prime minister Hua Zhaoshui of the emperor's teacher.

Hua Zhaoshui has been with Emperor Zhengyuan for many years, and has been with him since he was a child. He has very close contacts and is Emperor Zhengyuan's close relative.The new emperor was already suspicious and full of resentment towards him as the emperor's uncle, and this emperor's teacher was also an eyesore to him, so naturally he couldn't keep him.

Hua Zhaoshui took off her crimson crane court attire, changed into gray prison clothes, and was sent to death row.There is only one small window in the death cell, which can shine into the humid cell when the sun is westward and is about to set, leaving a little bit of warm light.

There was such a silence in the death cell that he could almost hear the ticking of a leak.In the damp and dark place, his mind is as still as water—he thinks that he has kept his own law and order for half of his life, and has never had a heart of disobedience. Now that Emperor Zhengyuan is going west, he is willing to assist the new emperor, but he never thought that he would be an eyesore and be punished. He was charged with unwarranted treason and thrown into death row.

These days are really hard. The little emperor wanted to accuse him of crimes and send him to see Wuliang Tianzun, and he didn't forget to go through a scene of torture. The face has also become unrecognizable.

In the past, he was the prince's teacher, but now he is a prisoner under his rank. If he wants to live a good life, it is only a snap of his fingers.

The meat, wine, and food brought by the jailer are still in front of the eyes—today, there are fish, meat, and wine, just like a meal of severed heads.

A small golden halo was cast on the table, and only one spot in the whole room was bright.Hua Zhaoshui stared at the hot light for a long time, poured a glass of wine for herself, to whom to toast, it took a long time for her face covered with whip marks to smile, and said helplessly: "Qingdu , your little nephew is really too difficult to take care of."

It is the season of spring, and the imperial garden is full of flowers. The new emperor and his concubine are enjoying the spring scenery together. stable.

When the strong wind subsides, looking around again, all the flowers in the imperial garden are withered, leaving only bare flower stalks, as if the whole winter has been experienced at that moment.

The new emperor put down his wine glass heavily, his face was as if frozen, the concubines were too frightened to say a word, and stood aside tremblingly.

The eunuch ran over quickly, plopped down on his knees, and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty! Master Hua... is dead."

This shouldn't be something unexpected, but the new emperor was startled. Thinking of the vision from the sky just now, he couldn't stand up for a while, and said tremblingly after a long while: "I'll go and see."

The face of the man on death row was serene, as if the glass of poisoned wine hadn't brought him any pain.

The new emperor stood a few steps away and looked at his former teacher, feeling inexplicably terrified and unable to stay longer.

The new emperor walked out of the cold prison in a daze, but out of nowhere, a group of sparrows appeared and flew up from the grass, frightening everyone. It was full of wild flowers of various colors.

The Four Brahma Heavens are shrouded in clouds and mists, and the wind and clouds are flowing. The star-gathering platform is half hidden in the clouds and mists. There is only a circle of eight trigrams and mirror-like objects hanging on the platform-this is the eight-star disk that can pass through the world.

The runes around the eight-star disk glowed with golden light, and the surface of the disk slowly rotated. A figure emerged from it. The dirty prison clothes on that person disappeared as soon as they stepped into the Four Brahma Heavens. Only the brown color of the person could be seen in the flowing clouds. A branch of orchid on the cuff of a gown.

Hua Zhaoshui had just emerged from the eight-star disk, and there was still a lingering black mist between his brows, which made him always feel that his eyes were gray, so he squeezed a formula unhappily, and touched his forehead Bomb, trying to drive away the mist.

I don't know what the emperor in the world gave him to drink. The physical body is dead and even the dharma body has not slowed down.

It is estimated that he still has not mastered his skills, and even after a few tricks, the black energy cannot be dispelled.

Just as he was worrying, Ning Jun Xingjun, who was in charge of the eight star disk, appeared out of nowhere and rushed over, almost sticking to his face.

Hua Zhaoshui was startled by his sudden approaching face, and her figure dodged back unsteadily.

Ning Jun clicked his tongue several times, then retreated a few steps calmly, and said leisurely: "Don't try it, once you walk in the eight-star disk, the way of death in the world will take a while, let alone you Unexpected death—if you really want to pick off this black thing, go to your master."

This Xing Jun doesn’t know whether it’s because he can’t transform into a human, or he doesn’t bother to transform into a human, or if he transforms into a human but others don’t see it——Hua Zhaoshui has hallucinations every time he sees him, and I don’t know whether he is the one who squints The white-haired youth is still a white peacock spreading its tail everywhere.

So Hua Zhaoshui hesitated for a while, he had practiced in the Four Brahma Heavens for 300 years, but he still couldn't get used to the tricks played by this Xingjun.

Ning Jun flicked his fingers, and the Baxingpan received its magical powers, like a real mirror, in which the shadow market flows like a stream.

"Your master is in samadhi by the snow pond, why are you staring blankly? You haven't gone to him yet."

Hua Zhaoshui hesitated again, with a hesitant look on his face, and said, "Did Master see me just now when I was in the human world?"

Ning Jun seemed to have transformed back to his original form, and Hua Zhaoshui could almost smell bird feathers.

"You are so timid, is it possible?" The white peacock circled around him, and said in a birdy voice, "Little Hua'er, are you afraid that Qingdu will know that you called him by his Taoist name?"

The brown gown was almost lifted into the air, trembling for a long time like fried hair, Hua Zhaoshui's face was flushed red, her peach eyes were about to widen, and he faltered: "You...you didn't say anything. The first calamity... the master will come!"

The Xingjun had no sympathy, and slammed him away: "Your master loves his disciples very much. I'm afraid that you, a half-hearted apprentice, will fall into the eight-star disk for the first time. Why do you still blame me—— hurry up, the eight-star disk is closed. I'm going to drink."

In Hua Zhaoshui's mind was the sound of his calling Qingdu over and over again, she was so ashamed that she almost turned into her real body on the spot, plunged into the snow pool, and never came out to see anyone again.

Ning Jun was in a hurry to close the booth and chase people away, so he rolled up his sleeves with a serious face, and said, "There is something wrong with your master's piano, you should go and have a look, it seems that something is wrong after entering the eight-star plate. "

"Linchuan Qin?" Hua Zhaoshui was startled suddenly, the Qin was connected with his master's soul, or it was transformed from the soul.

Qingdu's Yuanshen was damaged in a battle thousands of years ago, and the Linchuan Qin was also severely damaged. Seven strings were broken, and no way to repair it has been found so far.

Even though Qingdu suffered such a serious injury, Linchuanqin is still the number one magic weapon of the Four Brahma Heavens. If something goes wrong because he entered the reincarnation with him, then he will die without redemption.

Ning Jun Xingjun disappeared, leaving only a white peacock that was about to fly, but Hua Zhaoshui squeezed his right wing and uttered two angry bird calls: "Qigu! Let me go! The following are you!" If you make a mistake, I will sue your master!"

Hua Zhaoshui smiled at him, combed his hair carefully, and said, "I...I just want to ask, what happened to my master's piano? Is it because of this trip to the world? "

The white peacock glared at him, spread its wings and flew away, leaving only a voice that faded away: "Go and see for yourself!"

Hua Zhaoshui felt guilty, hesitated for a long time before going to the Xuechi.

Jixue Pond is Sheng Jianwei’s dojo in the Four Brahma Heavens. The snow does not melt, and the ice and frost do not move. It has been like a day for thousands of years.

Sheng Jianwei is in samadhi on weekdays, and just meditates at will by the pool. If he is in seclusion, he doesn't know where he will be in the Chixue Pond - if the Chixue Pond is carefully studied according to the scale of the world, it is half the size of a snow mountain.

The Chixue Pool is covered with ice and snow all year round, no flowers, plants, or mushrooms grow. Only a few cranes who have not yet fully cultivated are allowed to come to the Jixue Pond to soak up the immortal energy of the Four Brahma Gods on certain specific days.

Hua Zhaoshui is an exception. He is the only disciple of the Qingdu Shenjun. He can come to the Xuechi to practice and meditate at any time, and enlighten the Tao in the aura that fills the sky.

And Hua Zhaoshui is neither a crane nor a god, but a solitary soul that wandered from nowhere, was picked up by the god by luck, and became the current Qigu Xianjun. Pursue the practice of the four Brahmas.

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