Although the talisman is simple and powerful, if you do not awaken the spiritual aggregate, it will eventually be a piece of waste paper. At most, it is stuck at home and is an ordinary thing to ward off evil spirits.

Moreover, it is not difficult to draw a real spiritual talisman, but the difficult thing is to preserve it. As time goes by, the mantra qi in the spiritual talisman will inevitably dissipate, and when it is about to be used, it may be useless.

"Isn't it enough to just let the Tianshi Mansion send some Taoist priests who have achieved success in their practice to follow the army?" Qian Yiqun said with a smile.

Sun Chengzong thought to himself: This Taoist man doesn’t know how much hatred he has with the Heavenly Master Mansion, and he can even come up with such a desperate plan!

"Your Majesty! No! My loyal king's affairs in the Heavenly Master Mansion have been loyal to each other for all generations, so how should I get such a bad reward!" Jiang Kui knelt on the ground and cried.

Chongzhen said coldly, but he was very excited.

——Alas, without wisdom, I can’t see far-reachingly. If I open the sect and accept disciples, I will have to let them all join the army for three years before I can come back!

Qian Yiqun originally wanted to set Jiang Kui's face today and take this opportunity to take advantage of the benefits to Mr. Zhang Tian. No matter how powerful Mr. Zhang Tian is, there are very few opportunities to meet the emperor, demonstrate mysterious techniques, and make the emperor so moved. This is not your neighbor, you can go there if you want to see him or her.

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!

The supreme ruler of hundreds of millions of people!

Qian Yiqun shouted twice in his heart, but found that Chongzhen was no different from his neighbor's younger brother in his eyes, and he felt quite bored.

Chongzhen became very excited and asked about some mysterious arts. Qian Yiqun simply talked about the four major branches of the spell talisman array one by one, and then said something like poison, corpse driving, etc. that came from the hearsay.

Not to mention the emperor, even if the children of wealthy families hear this, they will be eaten by the adults in the family, because this is all filthy.

Qian Yiqun had no such taboo, but they were all included in the category of mysticism. However, Chongzhen was inspired by the young man's nature, curiosity was so intense that he listened with relish. Even Queen Zhang had been coughing but couldn't understand it.

"Master Taoist, does it really have the technique of immortality?" Chongzhen finally asked the question he longed for the most in his heart.

When a person is hungry, he wants to eat well when he is full, he wants to eat well when he is full, he wants to get married after he is full, he wants to start a family, he wants to start a career... When he truly becomes an emperor, all he can think about is immortality.

Zhang Yan suddenly became nervous when she heard this. The lessons of the world temple were not far away. The Ming Dynasty could not stand the appearance of another alchemy emperor!

"Your Majesty, immortality is a delusion of the way." Qian Yiqun told the truth directly, and saw Jiang Kui blowing his beard and staring at him, and directly ignored him.

"But it's okay to live forever." Qian Yiqun took a deep breath, causing Chongzhen to return from his disappointment.

"What is the long-lasting vision?" Chongzhen asked.

"This sentence comes from "Laozi". Qian Yiqun first reported the source, indicating that the origin is long and not his own. He said: "The so-called immortality is to live forever in the world, and to return to the void after all the years. The so-called long-term vision is over a hundred years old, but the body is still weak, and the ears and eyes are bright."

Seeing that this Taoist man didn't say anything mysterious and mysterious golden elixir, Zhang Yan couldn't help but be curious and did not stop Qian Yiqun from talking.

Emperor Chongzhen was a practical person. He heard this and said, "Among the emperor, the most important authority is the ancestor dragon; the most powerful power is the Emperor Tang Dynasty; the sincerity of worshipping Taoism is the temple... But they all have great achievements. I think the Taoist priest's so-called longevity and longevity are the right principles when he is alive."

"Your Majesty is wise." Qian Yiqun nodded slightly, "If Your Majesty asks for immortality, I can only say goodbye. If Your Majesty only wants to be alive for a long time, and is old but not weak, there are some ways to do it."

"I wish to hear it carefully." Chongzhen moved the dragon's buttocks and sat down with a dangerous collar, just like when he met Master Sun when he was studying.

"One of them is to get rid of the delusion," Qian Yiqun said, "Everyone has a delusional mind, but they don't know that this delusional mind is the most dissipating mind. Especially the emperor, who controls the world, when the delusional mind moves, all people are exhausted. I think this is much more clear than the Taoist."

Chongzhen nodded slightly: "Since I ascended the throne, I have been worried all day long and night, because of this, I am afraid that my temporary words will harm the people of the world. Therefore, whenever I think of the people in the near world being abused by the Jin soldiers the year before, I feel heartbroken."

The change in Yisi two years ago can be blamed for the emperor's improper employment, so it is also worthy of guilt.

Qian Yiqun knew that this is not the time to hold people accountable, so he continued: "The second is to strengthen the body. Your Majesty is very good at diligent in government affairs, but sitting for a long time hurts the brain, looking for a long time hurts the blood, and being depressed for a long time hurts the spirit. Now disasters are everywhere, internal and external troubles, Your Majesty should especially read the world with an optimistic heart."

"Your Majesty is so sad all day long. Is there any way to Taoist priest?" Queen Zhou said, but she spoke in a glutinous Jiangnan official language and a Suzhou accent.

Qian Yiqun looked at Zhou Hou unexpectedly and said to Chongzhen: "Your Majesty will hike ten miles a day, and you will be able to make a big difference."

"Hiking?" Chongzhen said unexpectedly.

"Walk quickly to relax your pores. If the waste gas in your body comes out of your pores, you will naturally become energetic." Qian Yiqun said, "Please call the tailor in the palace to come. I will teach him a set of fitness clothes. Your Majesty changes to the fitness clothes and walk, so you will naturally have an understanding."

Chongzhen immediately waved to the eunuch of the famous clothing supervisor. Qian Yiqun looked at Chongzhen's figure and transplanted the silk and fitness clothes of later generations, which were similar to the strong suit, but were more concise.

“Third,…”

Qian Yiqun was about to say some words below, but Wang Chengen ran over. Although he was still sweating on his forehead, his steps were extremely light. He stepped forward and reported, "Your Majesty, the Sandan Lama is waiting for you to summon him."

"Your Majesty, you will leave this Taoist priest in the palace. Some people are asking for health preservation methods. It would be a great deal if the drought is going on this day." Concubine Tian said sweetly with her reputation.

"Okay, Master Houtao will stay in the palace for a few more days. Let's take a look at the lama's methods first." Chongzhen said with a smile.

Qian Yiqun looked at Sun Chengzong and thought to himself: I live anywhere. I had to buy tickets when I entered the Forbidden City in my previous life. It would be better to stay for a few days first. But it won’t work after a long time. Yilin is still waiting.

Wang Chengen quickly led a lama wearing a red robe to come over.

The lama had a square head and big ears, and dark skin. He could tell at a glance that he was a Mongolian. In Mongolian, Sandan means sandalwood, and most of them were also a monk who grew up in a temple.

In Tibet, Mongolia, and Lamas belong to the aristocratic class and received a good education. Many lamas are proficient in several languages, and Sandan is no exception. His official language has a northwest accent, but his words are very particular, almost comparable to scholars.

"The little monk came from Hohhot and saw that it was raining in the capital. He was willing to relieve his worries for His Majesty the Emperor." The Sandan Lama bowed and respectfully.

Qian Yiqun didn't know what Chongzhen was thinking, but saw that Sun Chengzong had no turbulence on his face, so he knew that there must be any meaning in it.

Today, Hohhot is not within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, it should be Lin Dankhan's territory. Since Lin Dankhan changed to the Red Sect, the Mongolians who believed in the Yellow Sect have become alienated from him.

As part of the aristocratic class, the lama has never left secular politics. Lamas like Gabadawa who are dedicated to practicing will not have high status in both the sect and political status, and may be regarded as "wild monks" in Tibet. However, the lamas who can meet the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty will definitely not be awild monk.

——Is it Lin Danhan who is seeking the assistance of the Ming Dynasty to jointly resist the rise of the Jurchens?

Qian Yiqun is inevitably worried about the country and the people again.

"What do you need for the master? " Chongzhen asked.

"I only hope to build a altar court with a square foot of one piece and five feet away." Sandan Lama said, "If Your Majesty can send a high-ranking official to burn incense and pray, the little monk believes that he can show greater sincerity and let God rain."

If an official participates, it will be a public sacrifice. Qian Yiqun thought to himself: This monk obviously wants to have something to do with the Ming Dynasty. This diplomatic trick is very clever. As long as you contact the minister who prays for rain, when the ceremony is over, the minister will have to report to the emperor when he returns his order.

Lin Danhan was not embarrassed, but he also expressed his kindness enough.

——If you are limited to the struggle between Buddhism and Taoism, it will ruin the national affairs.

Qian Yiqun said intimately: Don’t say that I can’t pray for rain, even if there is really a way to pray for rain, this time it will definitely make way for national diplomacy.

Chongzhen nodded slightly and said, "Cao Huachun, leave this matter to the Sili Supervisor."

An old eunuch standing not far away, wearing a big red python robe similar to Wang Chengen, wearing a black gauze hat on his head. He heard this and walked out and said to the decree.

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but glance at this famous eunuch in history.

With just a glance, Cao Huachun had already looked back and his reaction was faster than Qian Yiqun expected.

——It turns out that it is also a spiritual awakening.

Qian Yiqun saw the brilliance in Cao Huachun's eyes and thought to himself: I just don't know if there is really something like Sunflower Book.

"Master," Chongzhen stood up, "I still have some memorials to be approved. We will explain the health preservation method in detail when dinner is served. Master Sun, let's go back together after dinner."

"Abide by the order." Sun Chengzong stood up and responded.

Qian Yiqun also bowed and said, "Compassion."

Chongzhen was happy: "No one has ever said that I am merciful."

"Your Majesty is diligent in political affairs, which is mercy to the people of the world." Qian Yiqun smiled, "But Xiaodao is just accustomed to being polite, just like the so-called "disturbance" by ordinary people. Thank Your Majesty for leaving food. Your Majesty doesn't need to care too much."

Chongzhen was half angry and half laughed, pointed his hand at the sword, and lit it twice, but shook his head and gave up, saying, "You Taoist priest, are so straightforward that you are so angry!"

Qian Yiqun bowed again: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chongzhen rolled his eyes and was about to leave, and the three concubines naturally stood up to follow him. Zhou Hou suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I have something to ask for."

"Oh? What's the matter with the queen?" Chongzhen asked while pausing.

"Your Majesty," Zhou Hou lowered his head and heard a sad voice, "After King Huaiyin's death, I always feel that there is always some yin energy in Kunning Palace, and I want to ask the kind-hearted master to do a ritual."
Chapter completed!