Chapter 45 Little Heavenly Master
The emperors of the world are so rich and powerful that they will never bow to mortals.
But I will bow to the gods
To ordinary people, monks are gods. To the emperor, monks are just family dogs that eat better. After all, the emperor himself is a monk. But there are a few monks who are different. They are also gods to the emperor.
There are not many such gods. The one in the academy is one, the one in the Dabei Temple is one, and the Tianshi in Longhu Mountain is also one.
The Grand Empress Dowager had no sons. The current emperor and Prince Fu were both born to other concubines. However, those concubines were unlucky and died after giving birth to sons. Naturally, only the benevolent Grand Empress Dowager could adopt them. Oh, it was the Queen who adopted them at that time.
But the queen herself had a daughter who married a scholar. It was just that the scholar was a high-ranking official and had a prominent family background.
The couple had many children, all of whom were outstanding, but they were not as good as their youngest son. At the age of seven, he was able to draw Qi into his body, and at the age of eight, his five orifices were fully opened. At the age of ten, he was spotted by the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain and was accepted as his last disciple.
Six years have passed since then. I am now sixteen years old. Every year I grow up, I experience a new world.
Little Heavenly Master
This young man who combined worldly wealth and immortal power, even if King Fu saw him, he would have to respectfully call him Little Heavenly Master.
The young Taoist priest did not hold a whisk, but carried a long sword on his back, a short sword wrapped around his waist, and wore a blue and white Taoist robe. His face could not be described as handsome, but only as extraordinary.
However, the Taoist priest looked at the princess and said, "My cousin is getting more and more beautiful. I hope she can become wise soon and become my Taoist partner."
The princess clenched her fists: "I am your cousin"
The little Taoist priest laughed and said, "It's not a kiss."
Realizing that his daughter might get mad and ask someone to kill the little Taoist priest, Prince Fu quickly interrupted her and said, "Little Taoist priest, you have been traveling a long way. Go and have a rest."
"No hurry. I heard that there is a new Sixth Master in the academy. I am itching to get my hands on one. Where is he now?"
"I want to come, I will come tonight"
"That's great, it saves me from having to go look for him, Prince Fu, cousin, I'll meet Mr. Six later and catch up with you two."
The little Taoist priest took a step and flew into the air. After a few rises and falls, he disappeared in Prince Fu's Palace and headed straight for the Imperial City.
"Tong'er, you have to learn to restrain yourself"
"I have been very restrained, otherwise the old lady in the palace would have lost a precious grandson."
“There is a long way to go, no rush”
The princess looked at the direction where the little Taoist priest disappeared and said: "He went to the imperial city, but what if Mr. Liu comes here? We can't move our interior."
Prince Fu sneered: "Even if Mr. Liu has passed the sixth heaven, he can't open the lock of Longhu Mountain. Besides, how can he know where the person is?"
Zhao Yushu didn't know, but he could gamble. What was there to worry about if he lost? Since Boss Gu took on the job so confidently, he must have a way to cover it.
I'm just a pimp and a scout.
Zhao Yushu emerged from the shadows, used Madam Xu to hide his breath, and slowly crawled on the grass.
Jade Rat's memory is very vague, he only knows the general direction of the treasure house, but there is no rush, there is only one night, so he can move slowly.
Mo'er was waiting. Zhao Yushu couldn't send her a signal to tell her when to transform, so her invisibility technique was useless against Zhao Yushu. She could only wait for someone of sufficient weight to appear, and then transform into Zhao Yushu and fight with him.
In Zhao Yushu's words, you must let the other person see you, but you must not let the other person realize that you are not yourself.
The tallest building in the imperial city is not the Hanyuan Hall where the emperor works, nor the Yangxin Hall where the emperor stays, but a white jade pillar in front of the Hanyuan Hall.
It is said that when Dongdu was built, there were seven such pillars in the whole city, forming the Big Dipper formation. With the spiritual power of the then Tianji Pavilion Master, they once stopped 100,000 rebels from advancing an inch outside the city.
After hundreds of years of wind and rain, six of them collapsed one by one due to earthquakes or human actions, leaving only the imperial city's celestial hub, which had lost all its power and was severely weathered, and seemed to be about to fall down at any time.
"I've wanted to climb up and take a look for a long time." Moer sneaked into the almost deserted imperial city and came directly to the bottom of Tianshu.
When the emperor was not coming, only a few eunuchs and palace maids were left in the imperial city for daily cleaning, plus a few mortal guards to prevent ordinary people from coming in. There was no need to send a few more monks. After all, if something really happened, the masters of Prince Fu's Palace would be enough.
With a leap, Moer moved to the top of Tianshu, standing on a round stone pillar about five or six feet wide, with a panoramic view of the entire night view of Dongdu.
"That's great. I'll bring Mr. Zhao to see it next time." Mo'er took a deep breath of the night breeze, feeling indescribably comfortable.
"How dare you break into the imperial city at night!" A cold voice came from far away, and the little Taoist priest came on the wind and thunder.
Mo Er snorted coldly, moved his body, and slowly turned around. It was Zhao Yushu.
The little Taoist priest didn't know Zhao Yushu, but he thought that this was the sixth master of the academy. After all, who else would come here at this time except the academy?
The long sword was unsheathed, with a hint of thunder attached to it, and a sword came from dozens of feet away.
Zhao Yushu retreated, and suddenly drew two short knives from his sleeves. He turned around, and the short knife in his right hand flew out and flew straight into the face of the little Taoist priest.
Zhao Yushu only felt his figure blur for a moment, and then he found himself slowly disappearing. Moer took action.
Mo Er's secret method, within a quarter of an hour, the inner scene could not find the invisible Zhao Yushu, so Old Zhao got up and ran away
In the Prince Fu's mansion, Prince Fu and the princess sat opposite each other. The steward beside them did not move, because the second master outside the door did not move either.
In another room, a middle-aged man with a face as haggard as a zombie was sitting cross-legged on the ground. This was the last interior scene left in Prince Fu's Mansion, designed to deal with possible attacks from the four families. If they didn't move, he wouldn't dare to move either.
That night, the world's top fighters were completely tied up in this wrestling match, and the real winner fell on a group of small outsiders.
In other words, a small scene on the sky
Zhao Yushu looked at the very familiar gate in front of him. Brother Yushu was lying where he was standing now. He was beaten by the man in black and was seriously injured and died.
He walked forward and looked at the copper lock hanging on the gate. The small five-thunder array was clearly visible on it. Prince Fu, oh Prince Fu, you really don't learn your lesson.
The memory of unlocking the door is one of Zhao Yushu's most profound memories, but with his level of the first level of the exterior scene, whether he can do it as easily as Yushu is still unknown.
And I don't seem to have the tools for the Jade Rat.
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Yushu scratched his head and took out a silver needle from his belt.
Hold on a little longer! Hold on a little longer! Why is there such a master in the Imperial City? Mo Er's two short swords flew up and down like butterflies, but they still couldn't stop the long sword with wind and thunder.
He was originally one level short of the cultivation level, and the little celestial master was the best in the sixth level. His real combat power might not be lower than that of the eighth level.
If he hadn't been too playful, Mo'er would have been defeated long ago.
"This is the level of the Sixth Master of the Academy. I am really disappointed!" Another sword thrust forward, and Mo'er blocked it with both swords. However, this sword was too powerful and hit Mo'er's chest hard against both swords.
My mouth felt sweet and a mouthful of blood came up
If he continued to fight, he would be exposed. Mo Er swung his sword fiercely, forcibly blocked the little Taoist priest, and turned to run towards the city wall.
"Leave? Can you leave?" The little Taoist sneered and followed closely behind.
Mo'er had just climbed over the city wall when a sword light descended from the sky.
"Today, the sixth master of the academy will be expelled." The little Taoist priest held a long sword and fell like a thunderbolt.