Chapter 267 The Beginning of Bliss Comes to Jiuyou

Seeing Zhang Ying reincarnated again, Jiang Changsheng couldn't bear it, and blessed him with 50,000 incense points in exchange for good luck in this life.

However, Zhang Ying in this life was not born in Dajing, but Taihuang.

It is not known whether the warrior gave birth to him on an adventure outside, or he was born in the Taihuang sect.

Every year, warrior forces go to Taihuang to establish a religion. Although they leave Dajing, they still belong to Dajing, because it is difficult for them to survive on their own, and they must exchange resources.

Jiang Changsheng didn't go to see him. He has a lot of friends like Zhang Ying, and it's impossible for everyone to pay attention. Blessings are enough for affection.

The days continued to pass.

The news that the Son of Heaven was going to hold a grand event in the capital spread all over the world, and he also asked Bai Yiwei to send invitations to all places in Dajing, all princes, and major sects.

In the next few months, a large number of carriages and horses came in and out, making the capital extremely lively.

Inside the palace.

Jiang Che was sitting in the small pavilion, staring at a group of Taoist priests who were making alchemy not far away.

Sitting in front of Jiang Che, Chen Li couldn't help but smile wryly when he talked about the emperor's deeds, and said, "I'm really worried that the general atmosphere will be distorted from now on."

Jiang Che said calmly: "What are you afraid of, the emperor doesn't live as long as the courtiers, and it will be corrected later."

It is impossible to say that he does not have a trace of resentment in his heart, just let the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty see if the next emperor is really more holy after leaving him.

Of course, the reason why he didn't care about it was because of Dajing's background, and Dajing couldn't be messed up.

There is no strong enemy outside, and there is peace inside.

Is there anyone in the country who dares to rebel?

To be honest, he was really looking forward to the scene of someone rebelling, which happened to remind the world of Daozu's previous methods.

Seeing that he no longer wanted to manage the imperial power, Chen Li had no choice but to give up. He turned to look at the group of Taoist priests, and asked curiously, "Are they really talented?"

Jiang Che said: "The alchemy taught by Little Penglai is still quite powerful. You see, although I haven't been able to refine the elixir of longevity, my health is indeed getting better and better. Let's take it step by step."

Chen Li looked at him, nodded involuntarily, and a thought came into his mind.

Should I follow suit?

Chen Li is self-aware, his martial arts talent is not top-notch, and he is busy with government affairs on weekdays, so he doesn't have enough time to practice martial arts, how long can he live?

...

The emperor issued an edict, and all parts of the world are moving very fast. In addition, the teleportation arrays in various places have begun to be used commercially. More and more talented scholars and beautiful ladies are rushing to the capital. Poetry and music, those buildings and courtyards are even more charming singing voices.

The blissful dynasty that Jiang Qing wanted has begun to take shape in the capital.

The Baiqi Three Demons also come to the city to play and enjoy themselves from time to time.

On this day, Mu Lingluo returned to Longqi Mountain. It turned out that the Mu family was also invited. The Mu family bought a mansion in the capital, but since she came back, she naturally wanted to accompany Jiang Changsheng.

"The capital city is really lively. The streets are full of various martial arts performances, as well as inscriptions, monster walkers, and beast bone treasures. Fortunately, the capital city is big enough."

Sitting next to Jiang Changsheng, Mu Lingluo smiled and said, even with her cold temper, she was quite new to such a capital city.

The capital is expanding every year, and has reached ten times its original size. Someone once joked that if this continues, Sizhou can be renamed Jingzhou.

Jiang Changsheng held her hand and said with a smile, "Since you like it, then wait a little longer."

Seeing this scene, Ji Wujun wisely left the yard.

Only Jiang Changsheng and Mu Lingluo were left in the courtyard.

Mu Lingluo tilted his head slightly, and said: "Then are you willing to accompany me? You haven't spared time to accompany me since you've been here in Dajing for so long. I know you like to practice martial arts, and so do I, but you have to leave some time for each other, no? ?"

Jiang Changsheng thought about it for a while, and felt that he really should, and it didn't matter if he didn't practice for a few days.

"When the event starts, I'll accompany you down the mountain to have a look. I should also experience the prosperity of the world." Jiang Changsheng smiled. While speaking, he reached out and touched her head.

Mu Lingluo smiled. She seemed to think of something, her cheeks were slightly red, and she asked in a low voice.

Jiang Changsheng slowly pulled her up and whispered something in her ear, making her look expectant.

"I will definitely practice hard and wait until that day."

Mu Lingluo said seriously, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

Jiang Changsheng smiled, then pulled her towards the house.

Mu Lingluo was led by him, his face was blushing, but his eyes were full of joy.

the other side.

Bai Qi, Huang Tian, ​​and Hei Tian were lying on the eaves, looking at the literati who were fighting in the courtyard below, and the three demons made comments from time to time.

This courtyard was bought privately by the emperor before, and the literati who can enter this courtyard are naturally talented and high-spirited.

Ji Wujun suddenly appeared next to Bai Qi and sat down.

Bai Qi asked in surprise, "Why are you here? Aren't you not interested in these things?"

Ji Wujun looked down and said calmly: "Miss Mu is here."

"Come on, come on, what's the matter?"

"I saw Daozu holding her hand, can't I avoid it?"

"real or fake?"

Bai Qi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became excited.

what is this?

Iron tree blooming?

It used to think that Daozu didn't like this, but now that Mu Lingluo has opened up Daozu's interest in this aspect, it has a great chance.

Ji Wujun replied: "Well, it's normal, Daozu really treats her differently."

Bai Qi came back, looked at her, and said in amazement: "You don't have thoughts about Taoist ancestors, do you? Say yes first, line up!"

Hearing this, Ji Wujun couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said angrily, "Don't say I don't have ideas, even if I do, I don't need to argue with you? What are you?"

Bai Qi shook his body and said with a triumphant smile, "I'm not stronger than you, but I'm more open. Just watch, the master will understand my goodness sooner or later, and I also have my talent."

Ji Wujun frowned, and moved away in disgust, for fear of getting its demonic smell.

Just looking into the courtyard again, Ji Wujun's heart couldn't be calm.

Her heart was still in the courtyard on the mountain, curious about what Daozu and Miss Mu were doing.

...

In October, the weather was fine, and the Changle Festival was officially opened. The whole capital was jubilant. The emperor held a banquet in front of the Emperor's Monument, and invited famous prostitutes to sing poems and songs written by literati. There is one lottery to vote for, and all those who get eighteen lots will be announced by the white guards to the whole city, and all the buildings and gardens in the city will sing.

Jiang Changsheng was dressed in white, and he and Mu Lingluo walked among the crowds. The two of them looked like a couple of gods and gods, attracting the attention of many people.

Behind, Ji Wujun, Bai Qi, Huang Tian, ​​and Hei Tian followed.

Ji Wujun said helplessly: "Why do we have to follow Daozu?"

Bai Qi smiled proudly: "This is the first time the master has visited the market, so naturally he has to accompany him."

Huang Tian shouted, "That's it!"

The people and warriors in the capital are used to the wolves and cats who speak people's words, because there are many such monsters in the capital. Master Baiqi of Longqi Mountain is a monster wolf, which is the mascot in the hearts of the people in the capital. good luck.

Feeling the lively atmosphere on the street, Jiang Changsheng felt inexplicably at ease.

Since he was reincarnated, he has been hiding on the mountain to practice. This is the first time he went down the mountain to feel the festive atmosphere. At this moment, he just felt that he was integrated with this world, not playing a game.

Incense believers are not just believers, but a living person.

Tao follows nature, what is nature is not the nature of the rules of heaven and earth, this world is also natural.

Jiang Changsheng had a clear understanding and immersed himself in it.

Mu Lingluo paid attention to those rouge powders. Normally, she disliked these things the least, but today she came here with Jiang Changsheng, and she wanted them inexplicably.

I happened to meet disciples from the Murong family, the Fuyue family, and Longqi Temple on the street. When they saw them, their expressions changed drastically and they hurriedly avoided them.

The world is prosperous and the world of mortals is rolling.

The Changle Festival held by the Son of Heaven was a success, more successful than the civil and military officials expected. They thought it would be the beginning of Dajing’s degeneration, but they didn’t expect it to have a different style. Most of the poems of those literati praised the Taoist ancestors and the emperors of Dajing. With famous generals and ministers, as their poems spread in the streets and alleys of the capital, they also gathered the hearts of the people, and a kind of sincere pride was born.

Only then did the officials understand what the Son of Heaven meant, that bliss is not just the desire of the mortal body, but also the joy of thought.

The Changle Festival lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the lights in the capital city never went out at night.

After the meeting ended, Mu Lingluo went back with the Mu family, preparing to continue fighting in Taihuang.

Guests from all over the world also returned one after another, and the legend of the Changle Festival spread. According to legend, at the Changle Festival in the capital, you can see the best skills, the most amazing poems, the most touching beauties, the most delicious wine, and the richest food. Auctions and more.

By the second year of Changle, all parts of the world were still discussing the grand event of Changle. The emperor did not indulge in it, but decided to hold it once every ten years, so that it seemed precious.

early March.

When the avatar came back, Jiang Changsheng fused it, and began to feel the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Treasures of Heaven and Earth. These two treasures became stronger and stronger. With just taking them out, he felt that he could already suppress ordinary Emperor Wu.

After playing with it for a while, Jiang Changsheng released the clone again, and let the clone leave with the two treasures.

the other side.

deep underground.

One after another lonely ghosts emerged from the top of the underground world, all with confused faces, and flew towards the underworld emitting a faint green light.

A soul fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

He stared at the underworld, his expression changed, and he murmured: "My name is Zhang Ying... the vice president of the Qiyuan Chamber of Commerce, why am I here?"

He looked down at his hands, then touched his soul body, and passed through it directly.

He realizes that he is dead.

Memories before he died flooded his mind, as well as the experiences of the next two lives, but the experiences of the latter two lives were short and insignificant.

He smiled wryly and stepped forward.

"Could it be that this is the legendary Jiuyou, where people have to come here after death? It's strange, why didn't I come here when I died twice before..."

Zhang Ying said to himself, the dead souls around him were not as cranky as he was, and most of them flew to the underworld as if they had no wisdom.