The Yunzhou Palace was built when Emperor Wu was in power. Dan Que had only seen the surface of the palace, but did not know that there was an underground palace underground. The long corridor was built by digging a mountain, without the slightest seam. Every five steps on the stone wall, there was a candlestick, burning a red candle with a thick arm, which looked quite festive.
Red candle incense in the tent, handsome young man. Everything in front of him seemed to return to his youth, when he sacrificed to the sky on a midsummer night, and the young Emperor Wu played with him in the dark Zhanghua Hall.
"If you catch me, I'll give you cherries." The majestic emperor on weekdays will show his playful side only in front of the gods he trusts.
The young Dan Que flicked his fingers and lit twelve peacock candlesticks. The warm candlelight reflected the main hall like daylight, making the emperor running barefoot with a bowl of cherries invisible.
"Wait, I'll catch you right now!"
The hearty laughter of the young man still lingers in his ears. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed by in a hurry. After all, he failed to grab the emperor's hand to spend the lonely time year after year.
now…
Dan Que held that slender and powerful hand back, the tighter he grasped, "Shao Yan..."
"Huh?" The road had come to an end, Emperor Wu was about to open the gate of the underground palace, when he heard Dan Que call him, he took a pause and turned to look at him.
"It's okay, I'll call you." Dan Que grinned.
Chen Shaoyan narrowed his eyes and punched him.
"Hmm..." The grandfather of the Dan family groaned, bent over for a long time, and was dragged into the underground palace by Emperor Wu.
Inside the stone gate that opened with a bang, was an extremely luxurious and spacious palace. The floor is covered with three-finger-thick peony flowers blooming all over the golden fleece blanket, thirty-six South China Sea night pearls are embedded on the wall, tea table, low table, bookshelf, treasure grid, everything.
In the center is a large bed of red sandalwood, with a green curtain of beaded beads hanging on it; In the exquisite octagonal incense burner, the light and pleasant fragrance of phoenix trees curls out; in the flawless jade cup, the green and yellow Mingqian Longjing still has residual warmth.
The windows are clean and spotless. It can be seen that Emperor Wu is living a good life here, and there are always people waiting for him.
Dan Que walked to the tea table and shook the cup of tea, "Is there anyone else here?"
"Well, the people in the palace." Emperor Wu threw the people aside, sat down on his own, and began to read the book "Xiao Shao Jiucheng".
When he trained Longyin Shenlong to the ninth level, he had a faint feeling that this exercise should be more than that. So he retired from the throne and retreated in the mountains to seek a higher realm. However, over the years, with the improvement of internal strength and pure skills, there has been no further progress. In recent years, even internal strength has been raised to the limit, and it is difficult to make progress.
His martial arts attainments have reached the pinnacle of excellence, and he can see through all the secrets of martial arts at a glance. When he saw the book Dan Que handed over, a few words made him understand that this was the answer he had been searching for.
Hearing that he was the servant of the palace, Dan Que was in a good mood, he raised his head and drank the remaining half cup of tea.
"Hey, that's..." Emperor Wu saw his action and wanted to stop it, but he didn't have time, so he simply shut up and continued to read.
Dan Que took a peek at him and saw that he was concentrating on reading, he walked around the underground palace with his hands behind his back, and finally returned to Emperor Wu and squeezed with him on a soft couch.
"Dragon's true essence is collected in Lingtai, what does it mean?" Chen Shaoyan didn't quite understand one of the sentences, so he raised his head and asked him.
"It means that those who practice the dragon yin magic must store their true essence in the spiritual platform." Dan Que explained warmly.
"Lingtai has bones, why do you keep qi? This is not right," Emperor Wu frowned, discovering the problem with this practice, "If there is no problem with this practice, then the method of cultivation is definitely different from normal."
As expected of a talented martial emperor, the grandpa of the Dan family was full of admiration, "Yes, this skill requires the cooperation of two people to practice."
Chen Shaoyan nodded, he also saw this point, but he still didn't quite understand the meaning of Lingtai, so he continued to scroll back. The whole book doesn't add up to that long, and it's a quick read to the end.
He is not the kind of hairy boy of Chen Ziqi, who starts practicing blindly after reading a chapter, and his nearly two hundred years of skill is enough to support him to understand any martial arts secrets without any hindrance, and he is not worried about going into the devil.
[The coolness of harvesting dragon essence is exchanged for the scorching blood of phoenix blood. 】 The more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, Emperor Wu gradually frowned, "How exactly do we cooperate with this?"
Dan Que didn't answer, but asked something else, "Why did you run away without saying a word?" Without discussing it with him, he suddenly abdicated and left without a word for so many years.
Chen Shaoyan flipped the book for a while, looked up at him, and said with a sneer, "I want to abdicate, so why should I discuss it with you?" The slightly raised chin, indifferent and indomitable look, against the long The white hair that fell to the ground was like a god in the nine heavens, making people dare not look directly.
"After that, why did you cut off the news?" Dan Que smacked his lips. After so many years, he still couldn't tell him.
"Heh," Emperor Wu sneered inexplicably, and closed the book with a click, "Your son was born, and the new emperor also ascended the throne, why do I still need to communicate with you?"
These words were very heartless, as if they were just a relationship between a god and an emperor. When the emperor abdicated, the friendship between them ended. But as an old phoenix, one hundred and ninety years of bamboo rice is not for nothing, Dan Que immediately heard the main point, "Why are you angry when my son was born, you are not a child of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard yourself. In groups?"
"You have the guts to tell me? It's obvious that you took in the seven Qing women first!" Chen Shaoyan stared at him with a pair of cold eyes.
As soon as the words came out, both of them were stunned. They looked at each other silently for a moment, then suddenly Qi Qi looked away.
Grandpa Dan's heart was pounding, and the tip of his beard was curled up with nervousness. What is the meaning of what he said just now, how could he not hear it, Shaoyan blamed him for accepting the women of the Qing clan, so he expanded the harem to fill in the three palaces and six courtyards... What did he miss...
Emperor Wu was so annoyed that he was in a hurry just now, what did he say! This broken bird can always easily provoke him into a rage every time.
"Shaoyan, I..." Dan Que took a deep breath, turned his head and wanted to say something, but found that the person had left, moved to the bedside to read a book, immediately followed him, cheekily rubbed against Emperor Wu, "What you just said..."
"Practice!" Chen Shaoyan called "Xiao Shao" to Dan Que's face expressionlessly.
"Okay, okay." Dan Que took the book down and looked at the serious-looking Emperor Wu. He couldn't help but let out a slightly wretched smile. Fortunately, he has a long beard to block it... Wait, beard
Remembering that he still had an old man's beard, and then looking at the cold star eyes that showed faint disgust, Grandpa Dan silently covered his face, "Wait for me." He quickly ran to the bathroom behind the screen and shaves a few times. He took a beard, washed his face, combed his hair and straightened his clothes, and then came out again.
Chen Shaoyan saw the shaved old phoenix, and his eyes flickered.
Dan Que smiled and sat beside the bed, huddled with Emperor Wu, "This exercise requires a practitioner of Danyang Shengong and a practitioner of Longyin Shengong to practice at the same time, and the skills of the two should not be too far apart. The Fa has been practiced to the peak, and in the world, only I can practice with you."
"I know that." Chen Shaoyan nodded slightly.
"Are you really willing to practice with me?" Dan Que leaned closer and looked at him seriously.
Emperor Wu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You and I have practiced together for dozens of years, how come you're like a mother-in-law when you're old?"
Dan Que pursed his lips and chuckled, "Well, let's get started." As he spoke, he slowly leaned over and kissed the lips that he often recalled in dreams, passing through the slight resistance caused by the strong internal force, his lips Touching, the cool and soft touch makes people want to cry.
"Boom!" The solid punch hit Grandpa Dan's chest again.
"Cough, cough..." Dan Que choked and coughed while clutching his chest. In order to prevent further beatings, he quickly explained in a hoarse voice, "Exchange essence."
Chen Shaoyan withdrew his fist and nodded suspiciously. It wasn't because he wanted to be crooked. It was because the expression of this broken bird was too affectionate, which made him have some kind of illusion.
"Well, then, we have to take off our jackets and go to the bed." Dan Que picked up the "Xiao Shao" and explained with a serious expression.
Out of extreme curiosity about the exercises, Chen Shaoyan did it together. The two followed the instructions in the exercises, put their hands together, and exchanged internal strength, but they felt the faint pain in the muscles and veins, "Well, pain… "
This muffled groan almost made Danyang's anger go away, Dan Que swallowed his saliva, hugged Emperor Wu's waist and put him down on the bed, pressed him lightly, and panted, "The last step is also the most critical. Yes, practice according to the posture on the picture."
Having said that, he opened the back of "Xiao Shao", where his grandson scribbled a faceless figure.
"This..." Emperor Wu's face couldn't help but turn red, "Okay."
So, the two performed the actions on the picture, and Dan Que took out the ointment that had just been applied on Duobaoge.
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"Well, why does this practice look like an evil practice?"
"Immortal life, changing one's life against the sky, is inherently evil."
"Danque... um..."
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The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Grandpa Bird: Why do you keep beating me
Emperor Wu: This is the popular way of flirting now
Grandpa Bird: What
Emperor Wu: People beat your chest with small fists
Grandpa Bird: If you punch down, I may die
Emperor Wu: Hehehe, big bad bird, kill you!
Grandpa Bird: (vomiting blood)