Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 238: The opening of the Dharma conference

When I held the moon cake and saw the bright moon in the basin, it was probably a rare highlight since Emperor Yuande began to seek immortality in his later years. He had never truly held the gift of immortality in his hands like this.

Even on the night of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new on New Year's Eve, we could only see the flowers blooming in the garden, which was visible but out of reach. However, mooncakes were actually visible, tangible, and edible.

The moment the mooncakes fell into the water and disappeared without a trace, Emperor Yuan De's heart even felt blank for a moment.

"This... I am... this... what should I do? What should I do..."

At this rare moment, the old emperor felt confused in front of the ministers. Looking at the basin, there was no turbidity at all, not even a trace of mooncake dregs.

He had a feeling that as soon as the mooncake was put into the water, it would really disappear.

Emperor Yuande looked at the old **** not far away.

"I didn't catch it?"

Seeing the emperor looking at him, the old **** on one side felt horrified and whispered repeatedly: "I don't know, I don't know..."

"I didn't catch it...I didn't catch it..."

Emperor Yuan De looked at his right hand, which was still trembling slightly, and then when he came to his senses, he suddenly looked at the Taichang in the palace.

Yan Chang, who was also in a daze, suddenly felt as if ice water had poured over his body, making him feel cold, for fear that the emperor would anger him.

"Yan Aiqing, you only have one moon cake?"

How could Yan Chang dare to tell the truth? Even if he told the truth, he wouldn't be able to make another moon cake, so he could only kneel down and kowtow in a hurry.

"Your Majesty! This is a gift from an immortal. It is rare to have such a share in the world. How can a humble minister dare to keep any of it?"

Seeing that Taichang made his words sincere enough, and he did offer the mooncakes given by the immortal just now, to be fair, not many people would be able to offer the mooncakes if they were living in different places.

Looking at the ministers in the court, all of them were silent, even the admonishers who usually opposed the Dharma assembly did not speak. Emperor Yuande glanced around and finally returned to Yan Chang.

Seeing the other party kneeling on the ground as if he had made a big mistake, Emperor Yuande felt frustrated and had nowhere to go. It took him a long time to suppress his anger.

"Yan Aiqing, please get up. If you present the mooncakes given by the immortal, it is true. I will reward you with a hundred taels of gold and a royal calligraphy and painting scroll. Regarding the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, Yan Aiqing and all the beloved ministers from the Ministry of Etiquette will have to pay more." I feel refreshed..."

"Follow the decree!" "Follow the decree!"

Yan Chang stood up, and the ministers of etiquette beside him accepted the order one after another. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It didn't matter whether he was rewarded or not. The greatest luck was that he was not accused.

"Retreat from the court."

After saying this, Emperor Yuande stood up and the old **** on the side said loudly.

"Retreat~~~towards~~~"

When the old **** wanted to catch up with the emperor's departure, he saw the latter squinting at himself and the dragon chair. He immediately understood and waved to the two young eunuchs beside him and pointed at the copper pot.

"Pick it up and carry it with you, don't spill a drop!"

"Yes!"

Two young eunuchs stepped forward, lifted the copper basin and drove away carefully.

Some of the courtiers in the palace looked at each other in confusion, some looked at him curiously, some came over to say hello to Yan Chang, and some of the admonishers looked at Yan Chang coldly and then left directly.

. . .

On August 20th, a new round of honorary rankings in various prefectures in Dazhen has been announced, but in Gyeonggi Prefecture, the most grand event is naturally the seventieth birthday of Emperor Yuande, which is also the beginning of the massive water and land ceremony. occasion.

Before this day, monks from Yuhuai Mountain had already come to Gyeonggi Prefecture on wind or clouds. Now, it is rare that there are at least twenty or thirty real immortal cultivators present outside the capital.

It’s just that everyone knew the process of the Dharma meeting in advance, and no one would show up in the first few days.

Early in the morning on this day, many free people and some people who gathered in the capital from all over Dazhen just to watch the excitement rushed towards the east of the city.

The huge Dharma platform is extremely eye-catching. It is taller than many buildings in Gyeonggi Prefecture City. In the open space of the Dharma Assembly venue in the east of the city, there are not many buildings that can rival the main Dharma platform.

Ji Yuan, like many good people, rushed to the east of the city with the flow of people, and when he arrived there, there was already a crowd of people in front of him.

"Hey, hey, don't squeeze!" "Where is the emperor? Is he on the stage?"

"I don't know. The Imperial Guards are separated over there. Maybe they haven't gone up yet?"

“Oh, this Dharma platform is too high, I can’t see what’s going on above it!”

"Yeah, I can only see those mages coming on stage for a while."

"What's the point of this?" "It's okay, Jiutian, those sub-stations are not high."

"Hey, stop arguing, look over there, are the mages coming?"

"With so many weird looks, it must be!"

……

Ji Yuan wandered to the left and then to the right. In fact, there was a lot of chatter everywhere, and there was no special viewing spot. On a day like today, it would definitely not be suitable to fly in the air, and there was no high tower around that could be seen. I feel inexplicably envious of those "contestants".

At this moment, the three-foot high platform was blocked by a large number of forbidden troops armed with guns and halberds, preventing the people from getting within twenty feet of the platform, and the mages who had gathered from all over Dazhen were walking together from all directions.

Emperor Yuande's imperial edict stated that not only monks, Taoists, Confucianists, and laymen, but also masters could come here, so the number of people was really large, and there were all kinds of people.

Some are monks, some are Taoists, some are in strange clothes, weird hair colors, and there are also many who look like dwarfs or are as tall as giants.

At this moment, when the people saw this group of "master magicians", their emotions immediately became excited, but there was not much awe.

"Look, look at that one over there. His face is painted like an opera singer. He is also a mage?"

"What is this? Look at the one on the west, with so many iron rings on his face, and that one with a bunch of hair that looks like a knife..."

"Over there! That mage has his true self!"

"Oh, you are really a master, with such a big snake wrapped around your body!"

……

While the people were discussing, the officials of the Si Tianjian and the Ministry of Rites on the high platform were also looking at the mages below.

Looking at these strange people, Yan Chang couldn't help but rub his forehead. He felt better when he saw two beggars, an old man and a young man, in one of the queues.

When all the mages stood still, Yan Chang and some colleagues nodded to each other, and then gave the next instructions to the guards.

The officials slowly retreated to the corresponding positions on the high platform. Many guards with high martial arts skills stood on the edge of the high platform. Almost at the same time, they all gathered their full energy, raised their chests, raised their chests, and shouted loudly.

"Invite all the mages to come on stage~~~"

A group of guards used their roar skills, and the sound waves rolled in all directions. Some of the many mages below were even shaken to the point where their ears were buzzing, and they were either arrogant or slightly uneasy. Walked on stage.

Emperor Yuande, who was sitting in the center above the altar, couldn't help but stand up and looked at the mages coming from the other three directions. The other ministers also stood up with him.

"Yan Aiqing, do you think the immortal who danced the sword under the moon was here?"

"Uh, this...Wei Chen really doesn't know!"

Faced with the emperor's question, Yan Chang did not dare to say anything at all. The emperor did not really think he could get the answer from him, but he just relieved some of the tension caused by the sense of expectation.

When all these "magicians" came up, Emperor Yuande's expression suddenly dropped from full of expectation, and he sat back down.

For a long time afterwards, Yan Chang and officials from the Ministry of Rites read out some matters of the Waterway Dharma Ceremony, which was inevitably a bit lengthy and many "masters" fell asleep.

"If there is any disrespectful person who is disrespectful of etiquette and cheats, he will be executed immediately!"

The two Ouchi guards with profound internal skills stood up and shouted and repeated.

"If there is any person who disrespects the etiquette and pretends to be a fake person, he will be executed~~~~!"

All of a sudden, many "mages" woke up.

Yan Chang held the imperial edict with a yellow background and read it loudly.

"Congratulations to Dazhen for his eternal prosperity, and congratulations to your majesty for everlasting generations!"

The surrounding imperial guards and guards roared in unison, as did all the courtiers and relatives of the emperor.

"Congratulations to Dazhen for his eternal prosperity, and congratulations to your majesty for everlasting generations!"

The mages in the field felt the lightning-like gazes of many guards, and recalling the etiquette they had been told before, they also shouted together.

"Congratulations to Dazhen for his eternal prosperity, and congratulations to your majesty for everlasting generations!"

……

There was a roaring sound on the stage, and the forbidden troops below the stage also roared together, causing a rich and solemn atmosphere to surround the stage. Even many ordinary people couldn't help but shout along.

Ji Yuan's figure was positioned outside, with his hands behind his back and his head looking up towards the sky above the altar. What he saw was a natural aura of humanity.

‘After all, this Dazhen still has a lot of background. Even if Emperor Yuan De starts to get confused and falls out, he is far from exhausted. ’

In the midst of this sound, naked warriors stood in front of the big gong with hammers at the four corners of the altar, and swung the hammers with all their strength.

"When~~~~~"

The sound of gongs was loud, announcing the start of the water and land ceremony.

After that came the more lengthy stage of "spell casting and practice". Various mages crossed their legs or danced on the stage, praying to heaven for Dazhen and the emperor in their own way, and could not leave until the end of the day.

The emperor himself and a group of ministers then left the scene one after another and looked for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan． com Those who return to the palace return to the palace, and those who return to the palace return to the palace. Anyway, what really needs to be paid attention to is the master who has been determined by the masters of the various masters in the remaining eight days.

The emperor also knew that there must be many people who were pretending to be fake, so what he wanted to see were the real masters with magical powers.

. . .

In the crowd of mages, the old beggar held the hand of the little beggar, glanced coldly at some special beings among the four to five thousand "mages", and then lowered his head to look at the table.

When the energy of humanity is in full swing, writings like iron paintings and silver hooks gradually appear on the table. Silently, the energy of humanity is used to grasp the energy of all "mages" and pull them down to the energy of humanity. Under this, his spiritual awareness is largely obscured.

"Rumble..."

I don’t know when the sky started to become overcast. Thunder was flashing in the clouds but it didn’t rain. The oppressive power of God made everyone on the stage feel uneasy, both mortals and demons.

High above the clouds, there are eight dragons swimming around. This lightning cloud is not only the magical power of dragons, but most of it is pulled by the Qi machine of the high platform.

The high-altitude dragon dragon raised his eyes and looked down through the clouds. Below, on the altar as small as a pastry, an unpredictable copybook was shining brightly.

"Crack...boom..."

A bolt of lightning fell from the clouds in the sky and directly hit the gong at the corner of the altar, causing the surrounding warriors and guards to jump away hastily, and the "magicians" who were closer were even more frightened.

Some people who were watching around the altar also hurried back to their homes when they saw lightning and thunder. Anyway, they couldn't see anything today.

For some reason, the departure of these common people has brought greater uneasiness to many evil and heretical people on the throne.