Ba She finally left Tanggu and got rid of his identity as a sewer general.

But he still has a more important task next, which is to dig from here to the Huajing City area, to open up the connections between various important underground facilities, and to penetrate the Huajing Suanni Temple.

This is not just a short distance from digging from the river to Tang Valley, but a full two hundred miles. Not to mention the distance, there are all kinds of twists and turns in the middle.

Fortunately, the situation underground has been surveyed by Yongyoudeng.

When Ba She left, he asked Yun Zhongjun.

"When the Ba Snake cultivation is completed, will Yun Zhongjun also walk through here?"

Yun Zhongjun said: "Yes."

Ba Snake asked again: "Going away on a dragon?"

Yun Zhongjun said: "Suanni."

After hearing this, Ba Snake seemed very happy and then got into the ground.

General Jiu Di Tongyou led a group of little demons under his command and a group of craftsmen, gods, and ghosts to the area guarded by the next earth god.

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Huajing.

In recent days, in addition to often going to Yunzhong Palace Temple to worship Yunzhong Lord, the emperor also invited flower-carrying monks to the palace to discuss Taoism.

It has to be said that the Flower Monk still has some tricks up his sleeve.

The emperor talked with him about scriptures and Taoism for some time, and the nightmares he had at night became less frequent.

This made Emperor Wen Changxing rely more heavily on "virtuous eminent monks" and rewarded them greatly.

"Father is right, the monk wants my money at most, but the Taoist priest from this sect wants my life!"

This is what Wen Zhao, the emperor of the previous generation, believed in Nalu Immortal and followed him to cultivate immortality. As a result, he failed to achieve immortality and developed a big poisonous carbuncle on his back. He said this when he was lying on the hospital bed.

Wen Changxing not only rewarded people with gold, silver, wealth and silk, but also followed the advice of the Flower Nian Monk and held many water and land Dharma gatherings to liberate the dead souls and ghosts, and also allowed the power of Buddhism to finally catch up with the momentum of some Taoism.

Most of the monks in the Gyeonggi area also practiced the Samsara Sutra of the Flower Nian Monk, learned the method of salvation and guiding the souls of the dead, and became disciples of the Flower Nian Monk Kong Hui.

Through this, Monk Nianhua not only preached his own reincarnation sutra, but also cultivated a large number of disciples who could save the souls of the dead. Then he could also disperse his disciples to the world like that sect to lead souls to salvation.

However, Emperor Wen Changxing still felt that the problem had to be solved by himself.

On this day, he called the flower-carrying monk.

"Mage, is there any news about the real dragon?"

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. If others can drive away ghosts and suppress ghosts, it is better to possess the dragon energy yourself and suppress the monsters.

If not, how can the emperor live in peace?

Thinking about my father in the eighteenth level of hell and my brother lying at the bottom of the cold river, I couldn't sleep peacefully.

But if you want to obtain dragon energy, what you have to look for is the true dragon that is hard to find in the world.

Rather than what it is, a mountain dragon swims like a dragon, even the Nine Sons of the Dragon are a little worse.

The emperor Wen Changxing now has a higher level of vision, but he still looks down upon him.

The flower-carrying monk put his hands together and bowed: "Your Majesty, a hundred miles to the east, there is a mountain with a hollow heart. There is a monk in the mountain who witnessed the appearance of a real dragon."

Wen Changxing immediately became more energetic, but then asked: "Have you ever asked the National Master Linghua Lord, where did the real dragon come from, and why did he come down to this place?"

The monk holding the flower shook his head and sighed: "Linghua Lord has been in retreat recently, drawing the map of the mountains and rivers to stabilize the dragon veins of the nine states and prepare for the next reconstruction of the mountains and rivers. Therefore, the poor monk has never seen Linghua Lord."

Wen Changxing nodded: "I have also heard about the map of mountains and rivers and the country. The national master is really dedicated to the world and is dedicated to our court. With the national master Linghua Lord, why worry about the world not being unified, why worry about our military power?"

The dynasty cannot prosper."

Then, the emperor thought about it again.

"It's a hundred miles east and you can get there in one day by boat. There's no harm in going and taking a look."

Then, the emperor called the people outside the palace.

"I decree that your heart will be empty."

It is not a trivial matter for the emperor to leave the capital, even if it is only dozens of miles away from the capital, and naturally he cannot go alone.

Not only were he accompanied by the emperor's personal guards, the inner court ministers and concubines, but this time he was also accompanied by hundreds of civil and military officials.

Nominally, they went out of the city to worship the mountain god of Xingkong Mountain. Although the civil and military officials did not understand why this small and unknown mountain god of Xingkong Mountain attracted the emperor to go all the way to worship.

Just the preparation work is not a simple matter.

Before leaving, the emperor summoned Jia Gui, the young minister of Honglu Temple, to come and ask questions.

"Jia Aiqing, do you know who the mountain god of the Hollow Heart Mountain is and what his origin is?"

The emperor respected Jia Gui very much. Jia Gui is now different from what he used to be.

He is a fourth-grade official, but his fourth-grade official is different from ordinary fourth-grade officials. He is not in charge of mundane affairs, but yin and yang affairs.

Jia Gui was stunned for a moment. Since the emperor didn't know anything, why did he still sacrifice to the mountain god of Xingkong Mountain?

However, after first asking, Jia Gui didn't know. After all, Xingkong Mountain is just an unknown hill. Who knows the name of the mountain god.

Even, is there a mountain god in that place?

Jia Gui immediately checked it out. It was said that Xingkong Mountain was empty in the middle of the mountain. In recent days, people were sent to build a temple there. The temple was blessed by a Taoist boy who did not have a Taoist certificate. It was not available yet.

Sent over there!

However, Jia Gui soon understood the emperor's intention. The drunkard's intention was not wine, and the one he wanted to worship was not the mountain god.

Jia Gui asked His Majesty: "Is there anyone who can see the real dragon in the hollow mountain?"

Jia Gui bowed his hands and said, "Who did your Majesty learn from? I have also heard a little bit about the appearance of a real dragon, but it is not yet known whether this rumor is true or false?"

The emperor summoned a man, who was a monk from the temple in Yixinkong Mountain.

The monk said: "Ten days ago, the poor monk saw the real dragon in the morning mist."

Jia Gui asked him: "What does the real dragon look like?"

The monk replied: "The poor monk has never seen the whole picture of the real dragon. He can only see its blue and black dragon body passing around the mountains in the mist of the mountains, without the head or tail."

Jia Gui: "If you don't see the head and tail, why do you say with certainty that it must be a real dragon?"

The monk said: "The dragon is tens of feet long and nearly a hundred feet long. It winds around the mountain, swallows clouds and rolls fog. If it is not a real dragon, what else can it be?"

"Moreover, the poor monk is not the only one who has seen the real dragon in recent days and discovered its traces."

"It's just that others haven't had the opportunity like the poor monk to see the true dragon's appearance so close."

The emperor was very excited after hearing the monk's description of the real dragon.

In my mind, I have already imagined that the green-black real dragon swallowed the clouds and rolled up the mist, descending from the sky and coiling around the mountain.

Although you can't see the beginning or the end.

But he could already see the dragon's majestic horns, long whiskers, and golden eyes.

"It's a hundred feet long, so it must be a true dragon."

"I am going with all the civil and military officials to worship the real dragon and borrow some dragon energy from the real dragon. I wonder if the real dragon is willing to borrow it."

"If you don't want to, you can also ask the real dragon that came down that day. How can I, the real dragon in the human world, cultivate the aura of a real dragon again."

Now Jia Gui was not sure whether it was a real dragon or not.

But judging from the blue-black color in the description, even if it is a real dragon, it is definitely not the owner of the Peony Dragon Pond.

However, seeing that the emperor was very interested and determined, Jia Gui, as a minister, especially one who was good at figuring out his superiors' intentions, naturally did not say anything more.

However, Jia Gui still sent someone to inform Lord Linghua of the incident and explained all the causes and consequences of the incident before the emperor set out.

Perhaps this was also the emperor's purpose in recruiting Jia Gui.

Imperial Prefecture.

Master Linghua stood under the map of mountains and rivers, and as another name came up from below, he immediately saw that name falling on the map.

At this time, the witch came up and whispered something softly.

Lord Linghua immediately frowned, "Where did the real dragon come from?"

Suddenly, Lord Linghua understood something: "Oh, it's that one!"

The witch on the side said: "Witch, do you know the origin of the real dragon?"

Lord Linghua: "That's not a real dragon."

Witch: "Can we stop the emperor immediately?"

Lord Linghua did not say: "Nothing. Although it is not a real dragon, it is not an evil creature. Since the emperor wants to worship, let him go!"

In the early morning, heavy fog filled the Donghua River.

The emperor's personal troops and honor guards boarded the ship first, escorting the emperor, concubines and civil and military officials, and sailed in the direction of the rising sun.

The emperor stood on the bow of the ship, protected by the eminent monk Hua Nian on the left, and assisted by the literary minister Jia Gui beside him.
Chapter completed!