Ji Yuan immediately prepared to refuse.

It is true that small caves of the third grade are rare.

But you have to live to enjoy it.

"If this matter can be accomplished, I cannot do without your benefit."

Bai Hanzhang had no expression on his face and stretched out his hand to interrupt.

"Your Highness has made a serious statement. It is only natural for me to share the worries of the imperial court.

Whether it’s good or not, it doesn’t matter.”

Ji Yuan coughed twice, changed the subject, and showed sincerity in his eyes.

Fortunately, he was sharp enough and did not fall into Bai Hanzhang's trap and became a free worker.

"Stop being so pretentious here, you are a man who doesn't care about rabbits and is more preoccupied than a businessman.

Hum, you are the successor of Master Linji, and you can choose the unique skills of Huangjue Temple.

The techniques I present may not be able to tempt you.

I heard that you entered Shejilou and studied Yuan Tiangang's numerology all day long.

If you are really interested in this, it's a coincidence that half of the Zi Lian Jue is collected in the East Palace, which is a unique skill created by Yuan Tiangang when he was compiling the book of human beings.

It is divided into three levels, refining Qi to achieve luck, refining Qi to develop momentum, refining Qi to achieve Tao, and the intention is quite profound."

Bai Hanzhang tapped his fingers on the table and said with a smile:

"I remember that you have a pair of spiritual eyes. It shouldn't be a problem to master this Taoist magic."

Ji Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

Half of the Taoist secrets created by Yuan Tiangang when he was compiling the book?

He still had a troubled look on his face, as if hesitating:

"As the Crown Prince, His Highness has the right to obey his orders. No one dares to disobey him.

Furthermore, it is my duty to serve the East Palace, how can I ask for benefits, but..."

After Bai Hanzhang got up and returned to Dayu, he seemed to see through Ji Yuan's mind and replied before he finished speaking:

"Don't be greedy, Ji Jiulang.

That half of Yuan Tiangang's Zi Lian Jue was enough to make half the Sheji Tower crazy about it.

If it weren't for the fact that you have a pair of ghost eyes, which can help break the Yin Burial Urn in the Falling Dragon Cave, I wouldn't have insisted on appointing a second-level warrior with six energy veins."

Ji Yuan's face turned serious and he spoke righteously:

"His Highness is joking. I accept this job voluntarily and serve the imperial court with all my heart. This is just for the sake of the East Palace."

Bai Hanzhang sneered, not bothering to reveal this kid's thoughts.

Having been in a high position for a long time, he naturally understands that it is nonsense to want the horse to run and to think that the horse will not eat grass.

No matter when and where, benefits must be given, otherwise how can we get people to do their best?

It's just that this man is more courageous than other courtiers, and he even bargains.

"You just stay here and drink tea. Later, when Master Linji finishes teaching the Dharma, my mother might want to see you again."

Bai Hanzhang picked up the langhao again, swept aside the piles of gold flowers tracing the figures, and went to review the memorial.

"yes."

Ji Yuan nodded in response.

He doesn't feel restricted either.

Lean into the seat and start transporting Qi and blood.

…

…

The west wing of the inner court, Wan'an Palace.

The open hall on all sides is filled with the refreshing smoke of agarwood smoke.

There is a lotus throne in the middle, and the two sides are separated by glazed screen doors with auspicious phoenix and longevity patterns.

"If I hear..."

The old monk in gray robes raised one hand and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Its sound is like a loud bell but not deafening, and every word directly touches the heart.

After the touching lasted for about two-quarters of an hour, the killing monk lowered his head and recited a Buddha's name and said calmly:

"Amitabha, I haven't seen Donor Luo for many years. Even though his grace has not diminished, his body is severely deficient.

Lao Na teaches you the Dharma and uses the Buddha's breath to transform stubborn illnesses. This is only a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

A person's longevity is the origin of the gathering of the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit. It is easy to increase the difficulty.

Donor Luo, why don’t you let go of your worries and put an end to your worries.”

The woman sitting on the lotus throne has a plain appearance, with fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, but her valiant and heroic spirit has not been smoothed away by the years.

In addition, she is wearing a deep red dress with a curved train, a crocheted hem, and an embroidered picture of hundreds of birds approaching the phoenix, which gives her the power of a mother who cares about the world.

This one is the empress who commands the West Palace and is the wife of the current saint.

She is also the biological mother of the Prince and King Yan, Luo Qiongying.

"Master Linji, as early as eighteen years ago, you and I met once and we made this conclusion.

The rest of my days are like a candle in front of the wind and a lamp in the rain.

We shouldn’t have put it off again and again and forced ourselves to hold on to this breath.”

Empress Luo raised her bright eyes, seemingly smiling, and said in a very relaxed tone:

"It's just that I always have a little obsession in my heart.

I want to wait until Chongba comes out of seclusion and tell me a few words, so that I won’t go away alone and leave him alone in the world.

When the time comes, he will definitely complain and get angry with me."

The killing monk sighed softly, in this Xuanzhou world, only this woman dared to call the saint by his real name.

The other concubines, no matter how favored they were, would definitely not have the confidence and courage.

"Donor Luo, please rest in peace and rest, don't think too much, if you take it a little longer, there should be no problem.

Didn't news come out from the East Palace before, claiming that the saint would be successful and pass the exam during the grand examination in front of the palace? It must be soon."

Empress Luo smiled gracefully, revealing a bit of kindness, and said softly:

"Master, you don't know. It was my son Hanzhang who did it deliberately to make me, a bad old woman, happy.

He has not been good at lying since he was a child. He is far worse than Xingchen. How could he deceive me?"

The killing monk remained silent. Birth, old age, illness and death are the most painful things in the world.

Unless you become an Immortal Buddha, you will never be able to escape.

In his old dull eyes, the appearance and appearance of Queen Luo's bones were separated from her skin.

The oil is almost exhausted and the lamp is withered, like a withered tree, draining all the life essence.

"I often dream these days about war.

When he went to attack Yingtian Mansion, Renbo led his army to attack him and captured Caishiji. He was hit by five arrows and looked like a bloody man.

It was me who changed his dressing and bandaged him.

On Chongba, he led Tiande and Dingchen across the river, conquered three cities, conquered six states, and finally won the king's territory."

Queen Luo's eyes were illusive, seeming to be a bit nostalgic.

"In a blink of an eye, many years have passed. Renbo died of illness on the march, Tiande also suffered from a hidden injury, and only Dingchen was fine and retired to his hometown.

He has no conscience, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t want to see Chongba, he even forgot about his old sister-in-law and refuses to come to Beijing again no matter what."

The killing monk looked compassionate and picked up the copper bowl.

A gentle knock dissipated the deathly aura that had appeared in Queen Luo's eyebrows for some time.

"There is really no way to save the day."

The old monk sighed.

Empress Luo was not a master of martial arts, even if Saint Jing Chao used unnatural means to force her through the blood exchange.

It can open up the sea of ​​qi and evolve the internal and external scenery, but it cannot be created by external forces.

In addition, giving birth to twin dragons consumes a lot of energy.

Even if you take golden elixirs tonic day and night, and swallow life-extending elixirs, you will continue to live.
To be continued...