Chapter 236: Selling Gods

Demon cave.

Underground.

Evil spirits rushed to the sky, and the sea of ​​bones was surging.

The Nine Nether Immortal Lotus floated in the sea of ​​bones, constantly absorbing the essence of the corpses.

Emperor Jingtai appeared with a human-shaped black shadow, hanging above the flower bud, looking at the ninth lotus seed that was about to mature.

"We captured more than 60 white lotus monsters, which accelerated the time by three years. Unfortunately, the white lotus didn't listen to my advice and insisted on provoking the real immortals, ending up dead and disappearing. We have to wait another two years!"

The human-shaped black shadow was imprisoned all over. When he opened his eyes and saw the Nine Nether Immortal Lotus, he kept making a humming sound.

Emperor Jingtai waved his hand to open the shadow's ban and said, "Listen to my orders and bring your fellow disciples to fight, and you can live."

"Ahem, you can live by refining an avatar? I have been in the world for three hundred years. When I am dying, I am lucky enough to see this immortal plant that is about to mature. It is not in vain that I have come to this world."

The shadow coughed violently a few times. He had experienced many tortures. Lingchi and burning the soul were just common. It was a strong determination to hold on. .

"What a pity, there are not many people in the world who can survive the interrogation of the Eunuch Department!"

Emperor Jingtai grabbed the shadow's head, crushed it into pieces with a puff, and waved his hand to throw the corpse into the lotus.

The Nine Nether Immortal Lotus smelled fresh blood, and the petals quickly closed. The dark divine light shone, and the screams of the Yin God were faintly heard. After a while, the lotus petals slowly opened, leaving only a pale skeleton.

One of the famous deputy leaders of the White Lotus Sect died silently without even a chance of reincarnation.

Emperor Jingtai took the skeleton, threw it into the sea of ​​bones, and waited quietly.

The Nine Nether Immortal Lotus swayed gently, and a lotus petal fell.

Emperor Jingtai put away the petal, stared at the fairy lotus seed in silence for a moment.

Two years!

Time waits for no one!

"A few noble families dared to disobey my will, and they should spit out the people's blood and sweat!"

...

Prince Yan's Mansion.

Li Le found foreign spiritual wine and invited Qin Qiong and other confidants to taste it.

He sent someone to the Demon Slaying Division to ask Zhou Yi, but learned that he had taken leave and had not returned. Li Le ordered someone to hand over the spiritual wine to Chen Zhubu for safekeeping.

After drinking and drinking, Li Le dismissed his attendants and took out a book and said.

"This is the news from the southern border."

Qin Qiong glanced at it and saw that it said that the barbarians were destroyed and the Dragon Cavalry Army occupied the magpie's nest to rebuild Dashun.

Others circulated it and talked about it.

"How is this possible?"

"When Emperor Zhongzong personally led the army to fight, it only quelled the border troubles for a few decades!"

"That barbarian high priest is cunning by nature. How can Xu Fengxian gain his trust?"

"Didn't you see Xu Ye ascend the throne? Xu Fengxian has already collapsed!"

"Xu Fengxian, a famous general of his generation, it's a pity..."

The banquet was full of the absolute confidants of the King of Yan, whose life and death were closely related, and their words and comments were also very bold.

After the pacification of southern Xinjiang, Emperor Jingtai issued an order to record Xu Fengxian in the history books, ranking him as the first flatterer, and those who made irresponsible comments would be punished for disrespect.

Li Le looked at the first person on the left and right. Qin and Fan frowned and said, "Mr. Qin, Mr. Fan, do you have any doubts?"

"Your Highness, the barbarians can gain a foothold in the southern border and survive in the gap between our dynasty and Qingqiu."

Fan Wujiu said, "The fundamental reason is not the barrier of mountains. Even if the barbarians adapt to the mountains and rivers, can they compare with the monsters? In fact, it is because of the witch god. It is said that he has obtained the position of ghost fairy and is on good terms with the fox fairy of Qingqiu."

Qin Qiong nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, the body of the ghost fairy can enter and exit the Yin and Yang worlds, which is extremely difficult to deal with."

"The royal files seem to have records of the witch god. This king has another news..."

Li Le said in a deep voice, "The whole Dashun now worships the true god named the Dispersing Plague Envoy. According to the families of the Dragon Cavalry, it was the Dispersing Plague Envoy who destroyed the barbarians."

There was silence at the banquet.

Most people heard about ghost fairies and true gods for the first time, and they actually led the rise and fall of a country behind the scenes.

"It's really unbelievable. Maybe the God of Witch has fallen."

Fan Wujiu turned his head to look at Xuanji on the side and asked, "Master, you are knowledgeable and well-informed. Have you heard of the name of the Plague Disperser?"

"Well... maybe I have heard of it!"

Xuanji wanted to say loudly that he and the three immortal gods killed the God of Witch, but unfortunately he was not brave enough. He found an excuse and said, "The Tianji Palace has a record that he is a true god who controls the epidemic."

"The God of Epidemic doesn't sound like a true god. But the destruction of the barbarians is good news after all."

Fan Wujiu said, "Dashun occupies the natural barrier of 100,000 mountains and is blessed by the true god. This time it is really stable."

Yan Wang Li Le heard this and said with a little envy, "The Xu family father and son are so lucky. I don't know where to find the true god."

Qin Qiong explained, "It may not be luck. The true god needs faith and worship. The Dragon Riders migrated south with a population of more than one million. After a hundred years of recuperation, they can exceed tens of millions. It is not a small number for the true god."

Li Le was about to say something when a guard came in hurriedly.

"Your Highness, Eunuch Qing sent an urgent letter!"

"Present it quickly."

Li Le opened the note, which had only six words on it, and his face turned pale.

——Concubine Ning died of illness for no reason!

Others may not know Concubine Ning's identity and background, but Li Le knows it. She is the contemporary saint of the Faxiang Sect and has condensed relics.

She is immune to all diseases and has a lifespan of hundreds of years. How could she die of illness for no reason?

The only possibility is that the emperor discovered Concubine Ning's identity as a Buddhist saint and ordered her to be executed, but announced to the outside world that she died of illness.

Concubine Ning must have been interrogated before she died. With the ruthless methods of the Internal Service Department, it is very likely that they will discover her relationship with Li Le.

The prince secretly met with the concubines in the harem, no matter if there was any opportunity, such a thing would rather kill the wrong person than let him go...

"Cough cough cough!"

Li Le coughed violently. The news came too suddenly, completely disrupting the original plan.

Fan Wujiu asked, "Your Highness, what happened?"

With Fan Wujiu's cultivation level, of course he could scan it with his spiritual consciousness and clearly see what was written on the note, and King Yan wouldn't be able to notice it either. However, it is extremely taboo to peek into people's privacy. Once discovered, there will be a gap.

"It's nothing, it's just that Concubine Ning died suddenly of illness."

Li Le's face changed, he thought for a moment, and suddenly looked at Qin Qiong and asked: "Shunzhou has a population of hundreds of millions, and Wuzhou is even more prosperous. Is there a true god...who is willing to accept worship from the people?"

"Um?"

Qin Qiong raised his eyebrows, wondering what happened to scare Li Le like this.

"It's probably possible, but the Daqian gods are all canonized by the imperial court, and the others are all evil sacrifices and obscene sacrifices. If found out, it will be the crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan."

"Mr. Qin is devoted to cultivation and does not understand the tricks of canonizing gods nowadays. Nowadays, gods in various places have become private temples of aristocratic families, and those with money and power can buy canonization."

Li Le snorted coldly and said: "I am a descendant of Taizu, so I will not break the ancestral rules, so everything will be done according to the imperial canonization process and I will spend money to buy a god."

Qin Qiong shook his head and sighed: "Even if you can buy a god's throne, it is extremely difficult to find a true god who is willing to take risks to do something great because the imperial court is suppressed by the Martial Saint."

"This matter is very important and must be done as soon as possible."

Li Le didn't know when his father would punish him, or whether he died of illness for no reason at all. He said loudly: "You are all my confidants. Anyone who has a clue about the true god can be enshrined."

After he finished speaking, he added: "He must be a righteous god."

Everyone at the banquet looked at each other in confusion. They had only seen things about gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas in books. Today, they heard the secrets for the first time. Where could they go to find clues.

When Xuanji heard this, he immediately thought of Hongluan Xingjun.

The marriage of the monarch of Hongluan Star belongs to the true god who cannot be more upright in Daqian, which attaches great importance to population growth.

Xuanji knew that people were talking lightly and did not dare to disturb Xingjun's practice. He planned to ask Zhouyi for advice after the banquet. The cultivation of the true god requires incense offerings, and King Yan Li Le needs the blessing of the true god. It is a good thing to get the best of both worlds.

While I was thinking about this, Zhou Yi's voice suddenly sounded in my heart.

"The real person can inform King Yan of Hongluan Xingjun. Her sect is inherited from Taizu Daqian."

Xuanji trembled with fright and secretly marveled at how terrifying the immortal was.

The Tianji Palace is not only good at plotting secrets, but is also good at concealing them. Xuanji has already cast dozens of spells and restrictions on his body to hide secrets, and he also has such refined magic weapons that he won't feel any emotions when he utters a person's name.

As a result, I just thought about Zhenxian's name and received a reply immediately.

Xuanji suppressed the fear in his heart and said: "Your Highness, if someone else asks the true god, it may be extremely difficult. I know a senior who studied under Taizu and is ranked as a true god..."

"Taizu inherited it, aren't they my relatives?"

Li Le's eyes lit up, he stood up quickly, bowed to Xuanji and saluted: "Please give me some advice, I will personally come to the house to recognize you, and welcome Haosheng back to Shunzhou to worship you."

Xuanji reminded: "It is a happy marriage for Lord Xing. Your Highness must first obtain a pardon from the court and then go to the gods to show your sincerity."

"Yes, yes. I will make arrangements and buy all the similar canonizations for marriages, happy events, etc."

Li Le's worries turned into joy. The Xu family didn't know where to find the true god. How could he compare to Xingjun? They were both descendants of Taizu, so they were naturally close to each other.

Fan Wujiu said: "Your Highness, I have several students who serve in the Ministry of Etiquette and are responsible for the canonization of gods. Leave this matter to me."

A first-grade scholar is at the top of the human world, and is nothing in front of the true god. Fan Wujiu will not miss the opportunity to be on good terms with the true god.

"Then thank you Mr. Fan for your hard work."

Li Le warned: "It's best if you can be in charge of marriages and happy events in the entire Daqian. If you can't, then separate the prefectures and counties to buy them. Money, spiritual objects, etc., sir, go to the treasury and get them as you like, but you must be quick!"

Most of the gains from the victory in southern Xinjiang were turned over to the national treasury, and a small part withheld made the Yan Palace rich.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, the imperial court attaches great importance to the city god, land, landscape and deity, and there is no official position for marriages and happy events yet. It is difficult to seal the first-class priesthood in charge of Daqian. It should be no problem to divide the prefectures and counties and take them separately."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Fan Wujiu's voice: "In recent years, the number of gods in various places has increased, and the prices have been higher every year. Your Highness has pacified the three states in southern Xinjiang, freed up countless seats, and made hundreds of officials rich. I should have thanked Your Highness long ago." ”

"A swarm of silverfish."

Li Le changed the topic and said: "I have been in Beijing for a long time and miss Shunzhou. I will ask you to come back tomorrow."

Everyone is rejoicing. If he gets the support of the true god, King Yan will be one step closer to the throne. Suddenly I heard Li Le saying that he was going back to Shunzhou, and I almost thought he heard it wrong.

"Recently, hundreds of officials in the court have been in secret fights with my father. Yesterday, several cabinet ministers were in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, pointing at Wang Shilang and scolding him for not being a son of man."

Li Le said slowly: "With my father's temperament, I will never take a step back..."

Wang Shilang was promoted by Emperor Jingtai. The officials did not dare to raise the table with Emperor Jingtai, so they pointed fingers and cursed Huai.

Qin Qiong asked: "Is it because of the land survey?"

"Mr. Qin has been practicing hard and has heard the news. There is already a storm outside."

Li Le said: "My imperial brother has a soft-spoken ear. He talks about benevolent governance and punishments every day, and he doesn't know how to fight with hundreds of officials. As long as I stay in the capital, I will definitely become my father's knife..."

Originally, he was just looking for a reason to cover up his secret meeting with Concubine Ning, but as he continued to talk, Li Le believed even himself.

"Use retreat to advance, Your Highness is a great talent."

Fan Wujiu smiled and nodded. It turned out that His Highness was not only good at marching and fighting, but also good at officialdom.

Everyone at the banquet also applauded. The true gods were only external aids, and they had to be self-reliant.

Qin Qiong glanced at Li Le. He was not as honest as Fan Wujiu, and his spiritual sense had already scanned the handwriting on the note.

The next day.

The King of Yan wrote a letter to ask to return to Shunzhou.

The emperor approved it.

All officials in the court praised the King of Yan for his understanding of the general situation and his brotherly friendship.