In the main hall of the Heavenly Palace, clouds and mist flowed from the jade floor and spread to people's knees.

At the entrance of the hall, the three guardians, a donkey, a cloud and a sword, stood ready, and the cold breath had already filled the body of the guardian.

The three guardians faced each other from three angles, glaring at each other with their swords at war.

An earth-shattering war is inevitable.

General Donkey, who considers himself the chief protector of the Dao Lord Kongchen, stepped out first, and that hoof struck the jade table with great force, almost breaking the table into pieces.

The donkey opened his mouth and roared with overwhelming force: "A pair!"

As soon as Qinglong Sword slapped the table, the two cards were immediately turned over and placed on General Donkey's card: "Take care!"

Yun Jun sneered: "You're too big!"

“Rebel rebel!”

"Kneel down, everyone!"

"..."

Mahogany cards engraved with various titles of civil and military ministers, emperors and empresses were turned upside down on the table. The three of them also used magical powers to protect their cards to prevent any possibility of the other party peeking.

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The three guardian gods each stared at each other, guarding each other strictly.

After all, there are two guys here who look good on the surface, but are actually full of evil, and there is a certain donkey who looks evil on the surface, but is even more evil in reality.

And their actions when playing cards are more exaggerated than the other. There is no need to shout, but the three of them roar louder than the other one.

In Yunjun's words, this is called tactics, using momentum to overwhelm the enemy. The louder you shout, the higher your winning rate.

In the words of General Donkey, if you don't shout out your cards loudly when playing cards, there will be no sense of achievement at all in victory.

The battle ended with General Donkey's victory, taking a table full of treasures into his arms.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

“Give me the money, everything is mine, everything is mine!”

General Donkey took over everything, not caring about the killing intent of the other two guardians, and even got carried away and ridiculed them.

"You scumbags are absolutely no match for that... my donkey general!"

"Invincible!"

"How lonely it is!"

When Shu Lao stepped into the main hall, he saw such a scene.

Among the three guardians at the door, two were filled with murderous intent, and one was elated.

Ever since he learned the master's method of winning the game, General Donkey has been on the road to becoming invincible.

The appearance of the three guardians, coupled with General Donkey's gambler-like philistine smile, instantly destroyed the fairyland-like atmosphere outside.

Shu Lao walked up to the front of the hall, looked at the three guardians in front of the table and asked: "Where is the Tao Lord?"

The donkey general counted the banknotes, shook his head and pouted his mouth: "The master is drunk and is taking a nap."

The old man sighed and said, "Master Dao is drinking and sleeping again."

“A black-haired person doesn’t know how to study hard early, a white-haired person regrets studying late!”

"Taojun, as a model for the world, should be the first for the world!"

General Donkey won a few games, and his braids had reached to the sky and were so swollen.

He directly teased the old man: "I said he will regret it when his hair turns gray!"

"Just wait and go!"

"Quack, quack, quack!"

Yun Jun also jumped out and couldn't bear to see the book boss who has been in the limelight recently and whose literary talent is better than his own.

He took out a small notebook and immediately wrote: "Today at noon, Old Man Shu said that you are not qualified to set an example for the world..."

Shu Lao's arrogant words are not related to these two shameless opponents. He pointed at the two of them and his beard trembled with anger: "Traitors and traitors! Traitors and traitors!"

"It is precisely because you two evil traitors are by Daojun's side that you have made Daojun so lazy."

The two guardians were not ashamed, but rather proud to be the treacherous ministers and traitors around Kongchen Daojun.

This stinky old man wants to be one, but he still can't.

"snort!"

The old man waved his sleeves and stepped in through the palace door.

The tall and empty main hall, the portraits of sages and clay statues of gods that used to hang high in the schools of various scholars have all been taken away, and now there is nothing here.

I don't know why, but it seems more sacred.

Perhaps it's because of the undulating sea of ​​clouds outside the window.

The bright cloud light fell from the large wooden lattice window, just shining on the seat next to the window.

The slanting shadows in the afternoon are getting longer and longer.

Before Shu Lao could reach him, Kong Chenzi's hand holding the jug moved and he held the jug in his arms.

"What's going on today?"

Shu Lao explained the situation: "The Academy offers wine and the Prime Minister of the Wei Dynasty appears outside the Tiangong to ask for a meeting, and asks the young man to come."

"Master Wen Dao is now in a situation where the throne of the Wei Dynasty is vacant and all the dragons are leaderless."

"What should it be?"

Taojun Kongchen closed his eyes and was drunk.

When I heard that these dragons were leaderless, a sentence from the Book of Changes immediately came to mind.

"Leaderless?"

Then he answered.

"Good luck to the world!"

After that, he stopped talking and seemed to have really fallen asleep.

At this time, Shu Lao didn't know what Taoist Master Kongchen meant. After thinking about it for a long time, he thought it would be better to tell the outsiders what Taoist Kongchen said.

After all, although Daojun is a little tired, his every move in the past is still very reliable.

Shu Lao walked out of the Heavenly Palace, and the people waiting anxiously outside immediately stood together again and saluted.

"May I ask Lord Shushen, Lord Dao if you have anything to say?"

Shu Lao responded with the courtesy of the academy: "Master Dao said four words after listening."

"Good luck to the world."

After saying this, Shu Lao retreated from the gate of the Heavenly Palace to recall his memories, indicating that it was time for them to leave the Heavenly Palace.

After several ministers and those who had come with them from the academy paid tribute to the scholar and left, they immediately got together and read the meaning of the four words "good fortune in the world".

"Good luck to the world? What do you mean by this, Master Dao?" The man with black beard and beautiful beard touched his long beard out of habit.

"This statement is by no means simple. I think Lord Dao must have a deep meaning." Xuegong Jiujiu was aware of every move that Lord Kongchen made when he went down the mountain. Every time Lord Kongchen made a move, it seemed that it had nothing to do with it, but in the end, it all turned out to be irrelevant.

Linked together, the more I think about it, the more I feel that the journey of the immortal saint is like an antelope hanging its horns, every word and action is extraordinary.

Several other people also nodded quickly: "Yes, think about it, what does Mr. Dao want to tell us with these words?"

Everyone looked determined and thought so.

After all, the dignified Lord Kongchen would never trick them.

After careful consideration, Lin Xiang said: "I think the profound meaning lies in the word auspicious, which has a pun meaning."

"The world is in good fortune, how can we make the world in good fortune?"

"Perhaps this lucky person is the person who can make the world prosperous."

The Academy offered wine and asked several other people: "Among the clan members, are there any people named Ji, or people with auspicious names in them?"

The beautiful bearded man has a good memory, so he thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, among the descendants of the clan, I don't remember anyone with an auspicious name in it."

The other person suddenly realized something and thought of something: "Yes! Why not?"

"Jitong Ji, among the direct descendants of the Wei royal family, the current sixth emperor's brother is named Song Ji."

"Could Lord Dao be referring to this person?"

The beautiful bearded man also remembered: "I heard that this person is one of the few clever and wise people among the clan members, but I didn't expect that Taoist Master Kongchen also knew about him."

The Academy offered wine and shook his head: "The Immortal Saint can calculate the secrets of heaven and know the past and the future. There is nothing in the world that can escape the eyes of the Immortal Saint."

The more everyone thinks about it, the more likely it is: "It turns out that Lord Dao has already chosen the leader of the Wei Dynasty."

Lin Xiang said: "Find the Sixth Emperor's Brother first, and ask the Sixth Emperor's Brother to come and pay homage to Lord Kongchen."
To be continued...