Chapter 113 Returning in Disappointment

"Being greedy for cultivation is a waste of time for me to punish the evil judge. I will remember my past merits, hand over the elixir, and be punished with three hundred lashes."

As soon as the City God finished speaking, the judge who punished the evildoers knelt down with a plop, looking sad.

"My humble position has betrayed your lord's tolerance. I have committed an irreparable crime. I have already swallowed and refined the elixir."

As he spoke, the divine light in his hand flashed and brushed towards his head.

"Bold! How can you die for such a serious crime!"

The City God shouted angrily and immediately restrained the judge: "Take off the judge's seal. Tomorrow the king will go to the palace to plead guilty and ask His Majesty how to deal with it!"

Several ghost officers took the evil judge into custody.

The expressions of sympathy among the spectators in the hall turned into doubts, and Zhang Cheng was the first to change his expression drastically.

"vomit--"

Zhang Cheng dug his fingers into his throat, and his magic power flowed throughout his body, expelling wisps of unrefined pure Yang breath from his body.

Seeing this, the other god-refining experts were confused at first, and then they all cast spells to imitate him.

Master Chi Yuan said: "You don't need to do this. The old Taoist Chunyang Immortal Pill has carefully appreciated it and it is indeed made from immortal things."

As soon as he said this, Zhang Cheng and others' faces became even more ugly, and they went straight out of the palace to spit out their drinks.

Zhou Yi immediately understood that this master of alchemy was also an actor hired by the City God.

Everyone believed that the elixir was made from the remains of the Snake Immortal. Only Zhou Yi knew where the remains of the Snake Immortal were.

Although the Luojing City God didn't know about this and had someone identify the elixir as genuine, he still didn't dare to eat it.

The longer I live, the less I believe in pie in the sky.

So everyone was invited to appraise the elixir, and in front of everyone, there was a drama of stealing the elixir.

Everyone in the palace was a witness. It was not that the city god doubted the elixir, but that an accident really happened.

Even though Emperor Jingtai was dissatisfied, he even wanted to comfort the City God out of face.

After everyone calmed down and searched for various spells and treasures, no abnormalities were found in the physical body of the soul, and they finally calmed down.

"The elixir has been lost, and the elixir reward party cannot continue."

The City God said: "You have come here in good spirits, but I cannot let my fellow Taoists leave in despair, so I have prepared a small gift for you."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a delicate jade bottle appeared in front of each person, with a muddy yellow liquid in it.

"This is the spiritual water that I, using my divine power, collected from the Wangchuan River. It has the magical effect of eliminating karma."

God-refining experts know what they are doing, so they looked better when they saw this.

At this point, Danhui could no longer continue, so they resigned one after another.

Zhou Yi left the underworld with Zhang Cheng, looked up and saw the cold moon, as if he was in another world.

Zhang Cheng made a snap and slapped himself hard.

"Granny, you know who is willing to give the elixir to others for appreciation and lose the elixir energy for nothing, but you can't help but come here. It is indeed a trap!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi shook the jade bottle in his hand and said with relief: "It's not bad. Each person has a share of Wangchuan River water, which consumes a lot of incense and divine power."

The divine power of incense is the foundation of Shinto and cannot be refined by itself. Only the will power of living beings can be condensed and will not be consumed easily.

"This is damn hush money!"

Zhang Cheng wanted to break the jade vase, but he waved his hand several times, but he couldn't bear it.

No living person should approach the Wangchuan River, and even experts in refining gods should stay away from it. Legend has it that there is a Taoist true immortal who tried to fish out the souls of his disciples from the river. In the end, they were both submerged in the river and never came out again.

The City God is in charge of the Yin Division, and only after being recognized by the Wangchuan River can he consume some spiritual water using his divine power.

The most important thing for practitioners is cause and effect. How can they be willing to throw away the water of the Wangchuan River that can wash away karma?

"Brother Zhang, how did you figure out the plan of the City God?"

If Zhou Yi didn't know that the elixir was different, he would definitely be the last one in the palace to figure it out.

"Haha! The City God was a great Legalist when he was alive, and he had strict laws. The military judge stole the elixir, and all he did was cut off his official position, which is like a lice on a bald donkey's head!"

At this time.

A divine monk walked out of the underworld, heard Zhang Cheng speaking, and shouted the name of Buddha.

"Amitabha! Today's events, the poor monk will report everything in detail to the presiding uncle, Zhang Donor."

Zhang Cheng was stunned and watched the monk disappear, turning into a flash of light and disappearing.

"Everything is not going well today! I must find a young lady to comfort my injured heart..."

Zhou Yi smiled and flew back to Qingfeng Xiaozhu on the clouds.

It was already late at night, Luo Li was still practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, and had mastered the thirty-six sword moves.

Every time you practice, the skin, muscles, muscles and bones will be tempered.

The Daqian Sword Scripture was compiled by the Martial Saint, and it has a high level of authority. It is already the most superior technique.

"Meet sir."

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

Zhou Yi was as good as anyone in swordsmanship. He answered a few questions and sat on a stone chair thinking about the elixir appreciation party.

The movements, expressions and words of the people in the meeting flashed before my eyes one by one, trying to figure out their meaning.

"As expected, as Lao Zhang said, there are no good people over two hundred years old..."

For example, Hong Yue was the most chatty person tonight. Firstly, she had a good relationship with Zhang Cheng, and secondly, she was cheerful and generous. Looking back now, it was just superficial.

At that time, none of the few monks who had guidance behind them were coveting the pure Yang aura of the elixir.

If Hong Yue and others were completely unaware of the City God's plans, Zhou Yi would never believe it.

It was only after the judge stole the elixir that Zhou Yi realized that the city god was acting.

"I don't know what role Emperor Jingtai played in the Bodhi disaster. Even if you can't identify the authenticity of the remains of the Snake Immortal, after retrieving them, you will find out during the alchemy process..."

"Maybe the City God knows something, otherwise he wouldn't rather offend so many people than take the elixir!"

…

Longevity Palace.

In the huge palace, the lights were bright, and only Emperor Jingtai was chanting alone.

“…Avoid all lust, avoid suspicion, behave in a low voice, and cultivate your character, so you can live longer!”

Eunuch Chu appeared behind him and whispered, “The secret guards reported that the Mingling King’s elixir was lost.”

“This old thing has lived for hundreds of years, and his courage has become smaller and smaller.”

Emperor Jingtai asked again, “What happened to the other elixirs?”

Eunuch Chu reported, “Except for the prince Chu who took it in front of the old slave, and the real person Ziyun who claimed to be in seclusion to refine it, I don’t know what happened to the others.”

“Remember to inquire at any time, and don’t miss anything. The remains of the snake fairy There are many refined pills, and someone needs to try them first. "

Emperor Jingtai said: "I still remember that I, Daban and Fengxian killed eighteen rebel kings in a row. As long as the elixir is effective, you and I will live for 15 years!"

Chu Daban kowtowed three times and nine times: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Get up, why do you and I need to be polite?"

Emperor Jingtai suddenly asked: "Daban, do you know why there have been five city gods since the founding of Dagan?"

The lifespan of Shinto monks is long, especially in Luojing, where there is a large population, there is no shortage of incense and vows to nourish the Yin God, and their lifespan is not worse than that of the demon clan.

Eunuch Chu shook his head and said: "I don't know."

"Because they don't listen to Taizu and Zhongzong..."

Emperor Jingtai's face suddenly darkened.

...

Eastern Palace.

The prince has been uneasy since he was given the elixir.

He quietly invited several alchemy masters to identify it, and it was indeed a pure Yang elixir.

He still didn't dare to take it lightly, so he had to ask Mr. Tan.

"Your Highness, don't think too much, just take it. Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor."

"Thunder, lightning, rain and dew..."

The prince immediately understood that whether it was an elixir or poison, there was no other choice.

He raised his head and swallowed the elixir, which melted in his mouth and turned into rolling pure yang energy.

His pale face gradually became rosy, his yellow hair turned black, and the heartache that was difficult to cure with countless elixirs disappeared in an instant.

"Hu——"

The prince took a long breath, and he hadn't felt so comfortable for more than ten years.

"It is indeed an elixir. Tomorrow I will go to the Wanshou Palace to talk to my father."

"It should be so."

Mr. Qin's eyes flashed with intelligence, and he remembered the changes in the pure yang energy in the prince's body in his heart without any error.

...

Yanwang Mansion.

Li Le saw Qin Qionghe and Mr. Fan coming over, and asked busy questions.

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Fan, can you give me some advice?"

"Do you accept this elixir?"

Zhou Yi looked strange when he heard this. Emperor Jingtai refined the elixir and rewarded the city god and the prince with kindness, but they all suspected it was poison.

It's not easy to be a person at this level!

Fan Wujiu performed more than a dozen Confucian and Taoist magics, with a flash of spiritual light, to identify the authenticity of the elixir.

"This elixir should be real. The late emperor once refined one, which is exactly the same as the one in front of you."

Li Le was surprised and said, "Grandfather also refined elixir? What is the effect?"

Fan Wujiu said, "After the late emperor took it, all his diseases disappeared, his body was light and healthy, and he was safe and sound at the age of 150."

"That's great!"

Li Le thought he lived longer than his brother, but he didn't mind living a few decades longer.

Fan Wujiu noticed Zhou Yi's expression and said puzzledly, "Mr. Qin has a different opinion"

As first-class cultivators, the two often sit and discuss on weekdays, and they get along well. When one's strength reaches Fan Wujiu's realm, he rarely makes enemies with others unless he is blocking the way.

"Qin is a country dweller, not as knowledgeable as Mr. Fan."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "But I heard the news last night that the elixir given by His Majesty to the City God was stolen."

Li Le was startled, looked at Fan Wujiu, and asked, "What should we do?"

Zhou Yi said, "Your Highness can deal with the elixir given by His Majesty on weekdays according to the old rules."

Li Le immediately understood and bowed in the direction of the palace.

"Father gave me the elixir, and I love him deeply. I must offer it, burn incense and kowtow every morning and evening!"

"Wait until a good day, and then take the elixir!"

...

Emperor Jingtai announced to the public that the merit of the Immortal Riding Bull killing the snake demon should not be monopolized by the royal family.

The famous first-class masters in Luojing, many one-character kings, princes, and important officials in the court were all given elixir.

After the regent prince came to court, the old man who was about to die turned back to youth, and he was light and healthy, and full of energy.

Many hesitant people had a bottom line in their hearts. No matter how cruel Emperor Jingtai was, he could not harm his own son. After taking the elixir, his life span would be extended, his hidden injuries would be relieved, or he would turn back to youth.

For a time, rumors about the pure Yang elixir were rampant, causing undercurrents in the capital.

Colleagues in the Ministry of Things heard that Zhou Yi participated in the elixir appreciation meeting, and they all came to inquire about the news.

Everyone knew that they were not seeking elixir, but to gain knowledge.

There is a proverb with a similar meaning to the saying that knowledge is power.

"You have to ask Brother Zhang, he was the closest at the time, and he took a few breaths of the elixir."

Zhang Cheng, who was painting, was just adding the finishing touches to Yan Chixiao. Hearing this, his pen trembled slightly, and the artistic conception of the whole painting immediately dropped several levels.

Chen Ying noticed Zhang Cheng's expression and quickly changed the subject.

"Tomorrow General Gongsun will present the captives at Wumen. I heard that there are several upper third-rank officials who are rebelling. Do you want to go and watch the ceremony?"

"Yes, we must go!"

Ever since Zhou Yi knew that the war in the northern border was over, he has been waiting for the captives to be presented.

Based on the experience of the last execution of Li Shan, there will be several upper third-rank officials imprisoned in the prison...

A wave of wealth, right now!