Under the rapid pace of several young eunuchs, the Supreme Emperor sat on the carriage and was carried all the way through the Imperial Garden and headed straight to the Qin'an Hall behind him.

Qin'an Palace.

In Qin'an Hall, a god and man who was nearly meter tall was gilded in the body and sat upright on the cloud bed.

The statue held a long sword in his hand, wore a red gold ribbon, a brocade robe with a large sleeve, a full set of locks and gold armor, and also had bare feet. He bent his right knee and stepped on the ground with his left foot.

The Xuanqing Tai Chi Bagua diagram above the head is surrounded by clouds and cranes, and the gilded tortoise and snake in front of the body is coiled and looked at each other. This is the martial arts and body of the Emperor Xuantian.

The statue looked down, and in front of the statue, there was a monk sitting there in meditation.

The Taoist is wearing green clothes and erect shoes, and is lame, but his every move is free and unrestrained; the monk holds a wooden fish with a bald head and feet, and his eyes are like stars at night, shining brightly.

At this time, the bald monk asked the Taoist: "This time you and I have been in the palace, and you have worked very hard and gained nothing. The palace is prosperous, but there is no need for you and me. What can I do?"

The Taoist still closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. After the scriptures were directly sued, he spoke: "It is rare to see treasures in the world. Over the years, if I hadn't had a special mirror on my side, wouldn't I have almost regarded the theory of rare treasures as a legendary book?"

After saying that, the lame Taoist comforted him again: "Besides, there are many powerful people in the world who practice physical training and martial arts. Even if they are kept in front of them, they cannot use those treasures.

There are very few people who practice Taoism like you and me in the world, so let’s look for it slowly!”

"What else can I do if I don't do this? I heard that there were white tigers in the palace, crystal clear as snow and invulnerable swords and guns, so I thought to see if there were any opportunities, but I was the private property of the general surnamed Jia..."

Speaking of this, the bald monk's face was also raised, "How cold is the world treating you and me? I pity you and I practice more than 40 years of winter and heat, but in the end I can only make a fool of myself. Even with your mirror, it is not as powerful as a crossbow, what can I do?"

Hearing this, the lame Taoist couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't know what the gods and immortals in the book really look like, I'm very envious, very envious!"

At this time, outside Qin'an Hall, the Supreme Emperor Yang Bing also came a question full of smiles, "Is there anyone in the world who can be envied by the two old gods?"

Hearing the voice of the Supreme Emperor, one monk suddenly shuddered, his face suddenly changed, one became more and more drifting out of the dust, and the other also had a bit of solemn appearance.

The Supreme Emperor got off the carriage outside the hall and was supported by Dai Quan to enter Qin'an Hall.

First, he knelt down respectfully in front of the statue of Master Zhenwu, took the incense of Xinyi handed over by Dai Quan next to him, respectfully gave incense to Master Zhenwu, and kowtowed, then got up and came to the Taoist monks next to him.

"I never thought that there could be someone in the world who is envied by the old gods!"

The lame Taoist bowed his head and said to the Supreme Emperor: "The immortals and gods still have envy, let alone the ordinary people who practice Taoism?"

The Supreme Emperor smiled and asked curiously: "I just don't know what the old god is envious?"

The lame Taoist waved his hand, "It's nothing more than a bit of ordinary world, it's better not to mention it!"

The bald monk next to him said at this time: "I want your Majesty to find out, but we are going to continue wandering around. I hope your Majesty will take care of you!"

When the Supreme Emperor heard this, he was "shocked" and hurriedly said, "But why is the hospitality in good condition? Please tell me the old gods! The good faith must correct it in time!"

"All ordinary things are like mirages for both of us. It is an exception to delay your Majesty for a long time, and your Majesty does not need to stay anymore!"

After saying that, the monk got up from the cushion and headed out of the palace.

...

Seeing that the two of them were completely unable to keep them, the Supreme Emperor first asked, "Do you two old gods have magical medicines to prolong your life? Is it rewarding them to believers?"

A magic pill to prolong life?

The Taoist monks laughed in their hearts. Even if they ask for something like that, how can they find it for you?

Disappointed, the Supreme Emperor asked again: "Sometimes ago, the old god was sure that the old god was destined to have no descendants, but can he be sure?"

The bald monk replied quickly and said, "The man's eyebrows are swaying, his children's palace is deeply entangled, and he also has the big five elements of the eight characters. The seal star is exhausted and the official and killer have no aura. All these things must be a sign of no descendants!

Why should your Majesty ask again?"

...

After leaving Qin'an Hall, the Taoist and monks all stopped and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to send me off again. I am the monk."

Afterwards, the Supreme Emperor Yang Bing saw a bright light piercing into the man's eyes, and two lines of clear tears suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The Supreme Emperor quickly lowered his head and wiped away his tears with his sleeve. When he looked up again, the Taoist monks had disappeared.

Because the Supreme Emperor had long ordered people around him not to approach Qin'an Hall, naturally no one saw how the two left.

So, I had to give up.

It was just because the two left, which looked very similar to the way the gods left in folk legends. The Supreme Emperor believed in his heart that the two were immortals.

After all, Jia Jing's invulnerable white tiger auspiciousness had already laid a deep foundation in the heart of the Supreme Emperor.

The two overlap with each other, and the old man who has been hovering on the brink of death three or two times is naturally the two "gods" who believe it without doubt.

In addition, what the Taoist monks said, the man was destined to have no son was deeply remembered in his heart by the Supreme Emperor.

…………

Outside the palace, Taoist monks appeared in a remote alley outside the palace wall.

The lame Taoist put away a bronze mirror as big as a palm in his hand, took a breath, and said, "Fortunately, I found the route to leave early, and asked the Supreme Emperor to send out a group of eunuchs to guard it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out!"

The bald monk was also panting. Hearing the words of the lame Taoist, he smiled and said, "Now that our foolish tricks are used, the Supreme Emperor really wants to treat us as banished immortals who have descended to earth!"

After saying that, both of them couldn't help laughing.

After a while, the lame Taoist asked the bald monk who was on the side, "Next, do you have a place to go?"

The bald monk thought for a moment and then slapped his hands, "Monk, I heard the rumors that the second son of the second house in Duke Rong's mansion was a god in heaven. When he was born, he held a jade as big as a sparrow egg and as bright as a bright cloud in his mouth. Why don't we go and see what?"

"How can I believe the rumors in the market?" The lame Taoist frowned slightly.

"Of course, I found the mother-in-law who delivered the baby and used a method to verify this. Otherwise, how could I be so sure?"

Then, the bald monk continued, "Besides, the general surnamed Jia who recognized the master of the White Tiger is also the concubine's son of the big house in their mansion! At that time, we will use another method and we will surely win!"

When the lame Taoist heard this, his eyes lit up, "Since that's the case, go together, go together!"
Chapter completed!