After chatting for a while, Mei Wenhua said straight to the point: "I'm not hiding it. I'll meet with the real person alone this time, and I have something to ask for."

"Mr. Mei just said it bluntly..." Zhong Qi obviously had expected it. He nodded when he heard this, and replied without agreeing or refusing.

"The world's monarchs emerged together, and the heroes competed for the Central Plains. The people were living in poverty. There were dry bones on the road. I would like to ask the real person to be merciful and go down the mountain to help again.

Assist the Holy Lord, open up the prosperous times throughout the ages, drive out the Tartars, and enable the people and the people of the world to live and work in peace and contentment..." Mei Wen stood up and bowed.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhong Qi, saying, "Mr. Mei, in terms of military strategy, you will be ten times better than me. When deciding on the country and stability, I will also be far behind the Duke of Han. When the army and war are fought, all the generals will be above me.

I am just an idle person in the mountains and fields. I can only meditate and recite scriptures, cultivate truth and qi. As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will be alone. What is the world? I don’t want to take care of it too much, nor dare to take care of it too much..."

The Taoist Dharma has not been sorted out well, and there are still haunted things in the observation that have not been resolved. Zhong Qi has time to delay in "the great affairs of the world".

Even if you want to go down the mountain to assist the Holy Lord and compete for the Dragon Vein, it is not now, and the one who assists it is not necessarily Deng Kui.

Whoever is the real dragon and who is the grass python still needs to be observed later. After all, the universe is still uncertain and they are all dark horses.

Fighting for the world is not a playhouse. If you bet the wrong person, even if Zhong Qi is considered a Hinayana immortal (the Buddhist generals Pratyekabuddha, ghost immortal, corpse cleavage, etc. are called Hinayana), he will inevitably be crushed to pieces and even bring all his disciples.

However, the benefits of assisting the True Dragon Saint Lord are self-evident, not to mention gold, silver and wealth, or the rewards of the Linggong Beique.

As long as the orthodox dynasty has been rewarded and worshipped, the luck will continue to last, and the blessing of humanity will be great. This is one of the reasons why Zhong Qi has always paid close attention to the secular and world situations even though he said he was "born".

"The real person is too humble. The real person is a fairy. How can we ordinary people compare with you? You can give talisman water to save the people, and have great skills to take human life thousands of miles away..."

Mei Wen praised it, pursed her lips and praised it against her will: "And our plans are all mortals, and they are clever, not as good as real people. The immortal family is the world, and it is the great wisdom to grasp the situation of the universe..."

"Mr. Mei, you are a scholar, just a different person. What you say is really good at listening to..."

The mouth of this scholar is unique, and the words he says can be praised invisibly. Without the feeling of flattering horses and beards, Zhong Qi also feels comfortable.

Mei Wenhua smiled and said, "Is the real person agreeing to be appointed?"

"Ah... I was worshipped by the Han Gong and asked the gentleman to invite him. How could I not respond to such kindness?" Zhong Qi smiled helplessly.

Before Mei Wen was happy, she waved her hand again and said, "It's just that there are too many things, but I can't go down the mountain with my husband immediately. Please forgive me for Mr. Mei and Mr. Han."

"It's okay, it's okay. The Han Gong had already told me that there were any troubles in the real person, or that there was a lot of money for cinnabar. Even if you open your mouth, you would send someone to purchase and send it to the real person." Mei Wenhua said sincerely.

Zhong Qi nodded and bowed, "As long as there is a place where Han Gong can use it, I will write a letter, either condemn my disciples or go down the mountain personally, as long as I can, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Good..." Mei Culture achieved the purpose of this trip, and represented Deng Kui and Zhong Qi, and was also satisfied with praise for the good deeds.

...

By the end of noon, Mei Wenhua and the imperial censors and other officials led the soldiers and civilians back to Liangzhou, leaving only one imperial edict, one thousand gold (one thousand stagnant of copper coins), and some cinnabar, pearls, jade, gems, etc., each with a hundred and ten boxes.

In addition, Liangzhou will allocate 3,000 taels of funds to recruit thousands of civilians to build several large-scale buildings such as Taiyi Palace, Duyang Palace, Leizu Palace, Lingguan Palace, and dozens of houses, towers, and pavilions.

Since Liangzhou was initially decided and it was still in the stage of people's miserable life, this project will be built in three phases.

Each period was allocated 1,000 taels of funds, and 3,000 young and strong people from Guizhou were recruited in various counties. The Ministry of Works of the Court discussed drawings with Jia Qingfeng, and the officials of local vassal states cooperated to build the palace.

Therefore, it is summer, the weather is hot, and it is the farming season, so the first phase will be carried out after the autumn harvest.

After the officials of the court went down the mountain, the Demon Palace returned to peace.

However, under Jia Qingfeng's supervision, Guanzhong Taoist, Tong Er and others almost turned over the Demon-Suppressing Palace and searched it many times, but there was no clue.

There was no trace of demons in the spiritual and material worlds, and Zhong Qi did not dare to go back to the cave to practice. In order to avoid the Taoist in the middle of the view, he had to stay in the view.

...

In the quiet room of the Demon Palace, a simple altar was placed, and a portrait of Taiyi Immortal was placed on it. There was only one incense pillar, two lamps, and one volume of scriptures on the table, and nothing else.

The two paths under the altar are: one with a green dress and a short beard, the other with a high bun, a purple dress, or a whisk, or a Dharma seal, and all sit on a futon, chanting Taiyi's mantra:

"Taiyi Daoqi flows through ancient and modern times. The nectar empowers the body, the light bathes in the body. The three karmas are pure, and the five internal organs are mysterious..."

"The inside and outside are clear, and my soul is revealed. The sky and the earth are connected, and the auspicious light blesses the people. All things in the universe are my true..."

In the quiet room, after a faint chanting of the scriptures, the two Taoists sat cross-legged in their heads, all of whom sat cross-legged in their eyes closed, thinking about the appearance of the immortal in the painting, and pursuing the inspiration in the dark.

About an hour later, both of them entered the state of meditation.

The purple-clothed Taoist's eyebrows were slightly frowning. In the darkness, the image of the immortal in the purple palace gradually appeared. As the distracting thoughts appeared in his heart, the immortal's Dharma image was destroyed. He then painted a golden talisman to shine on the heavens.

The Taoist in Qingyi had no expression on his face and had been in a state of mind for a long time. In a daze, a Taoist figure waved his hand to break through the chaos and opened up the vast thousand. As it was gradually becoming stable, the Taoist figure was crushed by infinite chaos and turned into a divine talisman, with only the talisman and black qi lingering.

"Dong...Dong...Dong...Dong"

Before I could see the sky light getting brighter and the window became brighter and the bells rang out, awakening the two people sitting cross-legged.

"Junior brother, what did you think of?" said Taoist Ziyi.

The Taoist Qingyi shook his head and said, "I blame myself for having too many distracting thoughts. The Dharma-like relationship is born and destroyed, and it cannot be stable. However, the divine talisman has been seen. What about you, Senior Brother?"

"I am like you. According to the master, if you want to stabilize the magic talisman, you have to practice the Dharma for at least forty-nine days. If you want to stabilize the Tao, you will have to at least several years of time based on your and my qualifications..."

These two Taoists were Zhang Du and Zhu Yuxia. After they had learned that Zhong Qi had taught the Dharma, they asked Jia Qingfeng to ask for a quiet room, where they kept their magic and practiced the Dharma day and night.

Apart from morning and evening classes, the two of them never went out to play. Now it seems that they have developed some things.

...

In a blink of an eye, the fairy seemed to know that Zhong Qi was in charge of the sight, without any movement, as if he was hiding in the dark.

Zhong Qi was practicing in peace, comprehending the Dharma, sorting out the inheritance, and before he could see the sky gradually brightening, he heard the bell ringing outside the window, and he was also very quiet and moved, and he said intimately: "That monster has not been released, which involves my spirit, which makes people irritable, and has no intention of practicing. It is better to go out for a walk..."

In the early morning, in the Demon-Subduing Palace, there were old trees, ancient trees, pine trees, and bamboo gardens filled with mist. Zhong Qi was wandering with his hands behind his back, feeling that he was so beautiful that he walked outside the main hall.

Jia Qingfeng sat on the top and beat the chime, and the lower one was about to have more than a dozen Taoists facing away from the hall gate. In the morning class, the sound of chanting scriptures with a wonderful rhythm came, which made Zhong Qi's heart slightly less anxious.

Seeing Zhong Qi holding his hands outside the hall, Jia Qingfeng did not say much, but just nodded quietly and turned to the courtesy, and continued to close his eyes and recite the scriptures.

"Ah...is this?"

Zhong Qi nodded and returned the gift, not wanting to disturb the people's morning class. He was about to turn around and leave quietly, suddenly he saw the sandalwood ignited by the three pillars of the Demon-Subduing God's statue under the statue, and the sandalwood ignited by the three pillars seemed a little abnormal.

At that moment, I didn't bother everyone to disturb the morning class and walked into the hall to watch. I saw the three pillars of sandalwood as thick as my thumb, with dazzling fire, and three incense pillars burned out and ignited.

The blue smoke as thick as three chopsticks rose several feet high, and then the smoke slowly faded and gradually dissipated.

"Junior brother... are you?"
Chapter completed!