Facing Qin Yanzhi's self-confidence, Jing Yue was speechless, silent for a while, and then put his consciousness into Haotian Realm.
Just a short while ago, the time in Xiaojie didn't change much, but Jingyue and Xiaoyanzhi had arrived outside the gate of Prince Ning's mansion.
Menzi was upset, but he was not fooled by Jingyue's appearance, and asked him to leave with a bad attitude.
Jing Yue: "I'm here to save my life."
Menzi was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Help? Who needs your help in the mansion?"
Jing Yue: "King Ning."
Menzi: "Presumptuous! You dare to curse King Ning?!"
Jing Yue did not speak, and silently looked at the door.
Menzi felt a little guilty for some reason and said, "How can those rumors outside be taken seriously, Prince Ning is healthy and healthy..."
"It's not good! It's not good! The lord can't do it! Hurry, hurry up and ask the doctor!!!"
Before Menzi finished speaking, he saw a servant rushing out, rolling and crawling, and the palace was also in chaos.
Jingyue: "So, is it really unnecessary?"
The door is stupid.
It didn't take long for Jingyue and Xiaoyanzhi to be welcomed into Prince Ning's mansion. As soon as they entered the inner room where Prince Ning lived, he noticed a cold and evil aura. The aura was exactly the same as what he had sensed at the foot of Feihua Mountain. Teacher's handwriting.
I saw the person lying on the bed with prominent cheekbones and sunken eyes, so thin that only a layer of skin was wrapped around the bones, and his breathing was weak, as if he could die at any time.
It must be known that King Ning is the younger brother of the Emperor of the Chen Kingdom. He is thirty-five this year, and should be prosperous and strong, but now the other party he sees looks like an old man, even his hair has turned gray.
Concubine Ning, who came with him, cried: "My lord, this disease is very strange. During the day, it is no different from ordinary people, but at night, the pain is unbearable. any disease."
Jingyue: "What kind of pain method?"
Concubine Ning was stunned for a moment, and said, "He, he said that he seemed to be tied to a copper pillar heated by charcoal fire, and his whole body was scorched by the fire, and sometimes he could smell a burning smell, as if, as if..."
"It's like the punishment of a cannonball." Jing Yue said softly.
Concubine Ning was shocked, her pupils shrank sharply—isn't that the punishment of cannon branding? Just thinking about it makes her scalp tingle!
She swallowed and stumbled: "I, we also invited Taoist priests from Nanxingguan to come to the house to exorcise evil spirits. Those Taoists are all capable, but unfortunately they are helpless. The master said that he would go back to the mountain gate and invite his master to join the world. But this time, without waiting for him to invite people, the lord suddenly can't do it..."
Jingyue put one hand on King Ning's wrist, pretending to be the other party's pulse, but in fact probed into King Ning's body. After a while, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and there was a lot of black energy lurking in King Ning's body, almost swallowing up the Zijin Dragon Qi, like the sky over the capital.
Jing Yue thought about it, could it be that the national teacher needs dragon energy? Is he trying to usurp the throne? But if the other party is a cultivator and wants the throne of a country, why bother
He suddenly remembered the comments of the inn's sons, saying that the royal family had died suddenly for years. If the national master wanted really dragon energy, then everything could be explained - as long as the blood of the royal family, there must be purple gold dragon energy in the body. The closer the emperor is, the purer the dragon's energy will be. Once the dragon's energy is sucked dry, won't it have to die violently
Since the cause is known, it is easy to cure. He only needs to get rid of the black qi in King Ning's body, which is not difficult for Jing Yue.
But he didn't want the national teacher to be alert, so he said to Princess Ning: "Take a piece of peach wood."
Jingyue pointed to the wind like a knife, and in a few breaths, he carved the peach wood into a human shape and made a forearm-high puppet wooden figure. He pierced King Ning's finger again, took a drop of blood and introduced it into the puppet's heart, and the puppet unexpectedly climbed onto King Ning's bed, lay beside King Ning, and knew how to cover himself with a quilt, as if alive.
Immediately, Jing Yue choked his fingers and murmured a spell, only to see strands of black energy coming out of King Ning's nostrils, all pouring into the puppet. As the puppet became darker and darker, King Ning's withered face gradually became plump and ruddy, and his hair turned from frost to dark blue.
Princess Ning had already been shocked by Jingyue's miraculous means, she hid behind the screen tremblingly, not daring to let the black air get on her body, but her eyes stared at Ning Wang.
Suddenly, she saw King Ning's eyelids move...
King Ning had already fainted from the pain, but when he woke up, he felt relieved, as if he had taken a panacea.
"Am I… dead?"
The only way to get rid of torture is to die, right
But why is hell so similar to his room? Yes, he just died, and his soul has not been taken away by the ghost messenger.
King Ning turned his head stiffly. Under the candlelight, he saw a Taoist man in a white robe standing beside the bed. He subconsciously asked, "But Lord Bai Wuchang?"
Jingyue & Qin Yanzhi & Lan Feng: "..."
Princess Ning choked and cried bitterly: "My lord! You are awake! You almost scared the concubine to death!"
King Ning shook, his eyes quickly filled with fear, "I, am I still alive?"
Princess Ning took out the veil to wipe her tears, and still stood far away: "Look at what you said, of course you are still alive, and the Taoist priest beside you is your savior!"
"Help... benefactor?" King Ning closed his eyes in pain and said sadly, "Why am I still alive?"
Princess Ning: "..."
When King Ning finally accepted the reality and found that he had become alive again, he suddenly turned over and got out of bed, kowtowed to Jing Yue, and said: "Xianchang! Great kindness and great virtue can't be repaid!"
Previously, even the imperial doctor and the master of the Southern Star Temple were powerless. The Jing Xian was cured at once. King Ning was convinced that the other party was really a god, especially the immortal. vertex.
Afterwards, King Ning's mansion held a banquet as a reward, but Jingyue did not shirk. During the banquet, he saw that King Ning hesitated several times before saying, "Is there anything else you need, my lord?"
King Ning had seen Jing Yue's methods, and he couldn't help but be careful, but he was also a little afraid of Jing Yue, so he didn't dare to speak. Now that Jing Xianchang asked, he immediately seized the opportunity and said, "It's like this..."
It turned out that he was asking for help for his imperial brother.
The emperor fell ill a month ago. At first, it was just a common cold, but the imperial physicians took turns to diagnose and treat him without improvement. The emperor's body became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't sleep well at night like King Ning.
"Brother Huang always dreamed that he became a beggar. Either his hands and feet were cut off, or his nose was cut and his eyes were cut. The best case would be starvation and cold, begging without dignity," Ning Wang said worriedly: "Years ago It's been more than half a month and now, the emperor brother has not shown up for many days, and it is said that it is getting worse..."
Jing Yue pondered: "Most of the emperor's illnesses are also strange. Why don't you let the national teacher diagnose the emperor's illness? Doesn't he also know Taoism?"
King Ning's face changed, and he was filled with resentment in fear, "Not long after the emperor's illness, the national teacher did not let the clan ministers meet the emperor, saying that he wanted to diagnose and treat the emperor himself, but there was no news."
Jing Yue: "Since that's the case, I can't see the emperor either, so I can't diagnose and treat him."
King Ning said anxiously: "As long as the immortal is willing to try, this king, no, the villain has his own way to let the immortal see the emperor's brother."
Jingyue pretended to hesitate, and then listened to King Ning: "Now the emperor is under the control of the imperial master, if there are really three strengths and two weaknesses, and the prince is still young, then the imperial master will control the government, and the clan and vassal kings will definitely not accept it, won't the world be in chaos? Immortal? Be merciful, and definitely don’t want to see the people suffer.”
Jing Yue thought to himself, it is rumored that the national teacher has always indulged the royal family, but King Ning doesn't seem to appreciate it
However, King Ning's attitude was insignificant, and it was the right thing to join the palace, so he nodded slightly: "It makes sense. Master Chen Guoguo is an outsider, and he shouldn't be too involved in the world. I should be in charge of it, just a national teacher I am deeply favored by the emperor, does the emperor believe me?"
Ning Wang said happily: "The Immortal Chief can just rest assured!"
In this way, Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi temporarily lived in Prince Ning's mansion, and they didn't know how Prince Ning acted. Soon, a servant came to invite Jingyue into the palace.
This time, Xiaoyanzhi has become a lot more sensible, and Jingyue explained the reason to him, and he did not stubbornly insist on keeping up.
When Jingyue entered the emperor's bedroom, he found that the room was full of evil spirits, the walls were covered with a layer of light black stains, and even the surface of the furniture pieces had black mold-like spots, exuding a fishy stench, but mortals could not detect it.
There was a trace of disgust in Jing Yue's eyes, and he looked towards the dragon bed.
The emperor lying on the bed was also very thin. He was asleep at this time, but he was not sleeping very well. The eyeballs under his eyelids kept rolling, he muttered to himself, and his body twitched from time to time.
One of the servants tremblingly stepped forward to call him softly, the emperor still fell asleep, until Jingyue patted his forehead lightly, he woke up faintly.
When the emperor woke up, he gasped for breath, then stared straight at the top of the bed, looking like he was unlovable. Suddenly, he shuddered all over, turned his head sharply, saw Jingyue's tears and said that the tears flowed.
At this time, his eyes were black and bloodshot, and he looked really scary.
Jing Yue pressed his hand and motioned him to lie down, then stepped forward to check his pulse.
Divine consciousness penetrated into the emperor's body, and sure enough, the purple gold dragon energy in the other party's body had been stirred into flocculation by black energy. It stands to reason that as an emperor, Zijin Dragon Qi should condense into a complete dragon shape, but now let alone the dragon shape, the snake shape does not exist, and it is still slowly dissipating.
Jing Yue: "Tell me about your symptoms."
The emperor was in a hurry to speak, and he was choked and coughed, and his heart and lungs were torn, but he suddenly felt a warm current flowing into his body from his wrist.
He knew that the immortal was helping him, and the only doubt left in his heart was gone, and he trembled: "Xianchang, immortal, you must save me! Every night, I dream that I have become the lowest. Beggars, but not in the same place every time, not at the same time, I have never heard of those years..."
The emperor spoke in horror about his dreams, what abscesses all over his body were stoned by children, what was limping and bitten by wild dogs, what was mad and rubbed against the ground by a ruffian, and what was a rich man with special hobbies. People were caught and tortured, and they were caught by the guards in the palace and sent to the leopard room in the palace to feed beasts, etc...
"These dreams torment me day and night. I don't dare to fall asleep at all. Sometimes I can't stand it anymore. As long as I fall asleep, nightmares will come again! And once I fall asleep, I can't wake up, no matter how noisy the outside world is. Wake me up, unless I die in a dream."
The emperor said that he had forgotten his title and even his own identity. He lifted the quilt and knelt on the bed: "Xianchang, King Ning has already told me that you are powerful, and now only you can save me!"
Jingyue: "People say that the ninth generation of beggars is replaced by the first emperor, and everything in the dream is nothing more than your previous life. It is only the evil spirits hidden in your body that have a profound impact on you."
The emperor was shocked: "Evil, evil? I am the honor of the ninety-five, the destined emperor, how can there be evil close by?"
Jingyue glanced at him, which meant "Is the Ninth Five-year-old very good?", so the emperor did not dare to speak.
After that, Jingyue also made a puppet according to the method of treating King Ning, and cast a spell to introduce the evil spirit into the puppet. The emperor also felt his body light up like King Ning, but he was awake at this time, and he watched wisps of black air come out from his nose...
The emperor's face was very wonderful. After being stiff for a while, he suddenly retched, then raised his head and looked sullen, "I trust the national teacher so much, why does he treat me like this?!"
Jing Yue: "How do you know that the national teacher hurt you?"
The emperor was taken aback for a moment, "Isn't it? The national teacher is powerful, why didn't you help me get rid of evil? He also forbade me to meet with foreign ministers, he didn't want me to get better at all! Or is the evil just his means? What does he want? doing what?!"
Although the emperor lowered his voice, he was almost so angry that he roared in the end. After venting, he became worried: "Is the national teacher afraid that he is not a demon? Will he still want to harm me? Xianchang, why don't you leave? Just stay in the palace, I, I entrust you as the new national teacher..."
Jing Yue pretended to have a deep smile and said: "If you are just worried about the national teacher, I will give you a body-fixing talisman. When he approaches, you only need to activate this amulet, and the national teacher will be trapped. In this way, I will Take action, and you can be sure of everything.”
The emperor was instantly overjoyed.
It didn't take long for the news of the emperor's recovery to spread throughout the Chen country, many people were relieved, and the national teacher was as usual.
Seeing that the spring season was approaching, the emperor specially summoned the national teacher to meet him. Among the hundreds of officials, a young man with a Buddha dust in his hand stepped forward solemnly. His lips were dark blue, his skin was pale, and he looked a bit evil, but his eyes were not It is clear and divine.
Just when he asked about the emperor's body, the emperor suddenly attacked, "Humph! I've disappointed you, I'm in good health!"
The national teacher frowned, and was about to say something, but he was surprised to find that he was fixed, as if there were countless iron clamps firmly holding him, making him unable to move.
The national teacher looked at the emperor in disbelief, wondering if it was the other party's ghost, but he saw the emperor jumped up from the dragon seat and shouted without image: "Xianchang! I've stopped him! Quickly take him! !"
Immediately, a figure slowly walked out from behind the golden pillars of the main hall under the astonished sight of Baiguan. The other party was born like a god, and his eyes seemed to reflect the stars, which made people take a look, and their heartbeats unconsciously missed half a beat.
The national teacher stabilized his heart and said: "Who are you?"
It was the emperor who answered him.
Perhaps because of his reliance, the emperor was much more courageous, and dared to point at his nose and scolded: "You evildoer! You actually set up a demon to harm me, Jing Xianchang is going to serve the people today... and kill me!"
The national teacher was stunned for a long time, his expression sneering, "Your Majesty, the ministers will protect you in every possible way, protect your royal family, and protect the country of Chen, but you regard me as a monster, and you still don't know where to find a wild Taoist who wants to accept me?"
The emperor plausibly said: "The immortals have already told me! You just want to suck the dragon energy of the royal family! Earlier, King Ning said that you had wolf ambitions and framed Zhongliang. I still don't believe it. Now... hum!"
He turned to Jingyue again, and urged again: "Xianchang, the evildoer is here, ask Xianchang to cast spells!"
Without waiting for Jingyue to move, an invisible pressure enveloped the hall, and all the officials in the hall shivered.
Just listening to the national teacher snorted coldly: "Want to take me? It depends on whether you have the ability!"
A square seal slowly emerged in the air, exuding jasper brilliance, and in an instant, the national teacher had escaped from the predicament.