Lu Liangsheng sat upright on a big chair, his face turned away, his eyes fixed towards the northwest. Unnoticed by others, his hands on his knees were trembling slightly.
… Master Wu Yuan chose to take action at this time. Could it be that… he really wanted to deal with this disaster
But what about the incident in He Liangzhou back then
… This situation is very similar to my master’s. If he really wanted to save people, should he…
Thinking of this, he placed his palms on his knees, pressed down with his fingers, tightly pinched the cloth, and then released it. There was also a Buddhist force in the surging majestic spiritual energy, which should be from Monk Fajing's master, Monk Zhenkong.
She opened her tightly pursed lips slightly and exhaled gently.
"Keren, we still need to save her..."
The light of summer enveloped the imperial city. In the hot climate, cicadas chirped in the sycamore trees outside the palace. The eunuch led the palace maids to serve tea and bowed before retreating out of the door. Lu Liangsheng came to his senses at this time and heard the emperor's consecutive words of "Imperial Master?" and "What are you doing?" lingering in his ears.
Pushing the exquisite porcelain bowl on the table away, Lu Liangsheng reacted and quickly stood up and bowed to the emperor.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry about the situation in the south. The rebellion has been quelled and the people have begun to return home. As for me coming here, I have another matter to tell Your Majesty."
"Another thing?"
Yang Jian stroked his beard, turned around and walked back to the Dragon Court, shook his robe, sat down behind the dragon table, dismissed the eunuchs on his left and right and the guards around him, then extended his hand to invite the scholar.
"Master, please speak."
Below the Dragon Court, Lu Liangsheng sat back in his chair and briefly organized his thoughts about the Red Demon Star. After a moment, he said, "Your Majesty, as long as there are people who practice Taoism in this world, there must be evil ways."
"I know this."
The emperor nodded and continued to listen patiently to see what the imperial teacher would say next. Since Lu Liangsheng had taken the lead, everything would be much easier to say next.
"Since Your Majesty knows that there are evil ways, then you know that the monsters in the world are not only created by the cultivation of things in heaven and earth, but also come from the demons outside the sky..."
call…
Lu Liangsheng felt a little embarrassed when he mentioned the "Demon from Beyond Heaven". After all, he didn't know what it was. However, judging from the emperor's expression at this time, he probably had already attracted his attention.
Then he continued:
"When I came back from the south, I suddenly felt my magic power disordered and I fainted. When I woke up, I found a red meteor in the sky, flying towards the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty. I have inherited the position of the Great Sui Dynasty's Imperial Master and am connected to the dynasty's destiny. I will be able to sense any danger that threatens the foundation of the Sui Dynasty."
"… No wonder I feel dizzy and confused today. I called the imperial physician but he couldn't diagnose any symptoms."
Yang Jian murmured something, stood up and walked out of the dragon table, stood behind the palace door, raised his head and looked at the sky. The scorching sun shone on the square outside the palace. Everything seemed bright. Behind the blue sky and the drifting white clouds, there was nothing unusual at all.
After looking for a while, he turned his head to look at the scholar behind him.
"Master, is this true? What will happen if we let that demon from outer space fall into the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty?"
The curling hot steam wafted out of the tea bowl. Lu Liangsheng had a calm expression on his face. He stood up from his chair, walked behind the emperor, and looked at the sky outside the palace together.
"Your Majesty, I don't know the details either, but from my brief first encounter, I feel that this demon can affect people's temperament and disrupt their emotions. People like us who practice Taoism, or old men and scholars who cultivate their bodies and cultivate their spirits can still overcome it, but ordinary people, soldiers with vigorous blood and violent temperaments, and outlaws, I'm afraid they will be easily affected by it, and then, I'm afraid it will cause a disaster."
As an emperor, how could Yang Jian not guess? Let's not talk about other disasters. Just the influence on people's temperament is something that must be guarded against. The world has finally been pacified. Once affected, I am afraid that the nine provinces will be in flames again.
Under the dragon robe, his hands slowly clenched in his sleeves.
"Does the Imperial Master have any countermeasures?"
Lu Liangsheng nodded and cupped his hands towards the emperor: "I came to see Your Majesty with some plans in mind. The first step is to set up a magic array in Chang'an and build a barrier. But right now, I have something to do in the northwest. I'll ask Your Majesty to let Duke Yue do it for me. The outline of the magic array and the method of setting it up are all in Wanshou Temple. Duke Yue will be able to find it when he goes there."
"What is the Imperial Master going to do in the northwest?"
"It is also related to this demon from outer space..."
Bang!
Yang Jian punched the palace door, attracting the attention of the guards and eunuchs outside. After a moment, he raised his hand and bowed heavily to Lu Liangsheng in front of him.
"National Master... Then, I'll leave it to you!"
Lu Liangsheng hesitated for a moment, but nodded, bowed in return, flicked his wide sleeves, and without further hesitation, strode out of the palace gate.
Master Wu Yuan is mysterious and even his face has never been seen. However, from the fact that he used Qihuo to harm He Liangzhou, captured the thousand-year-old tree demon, and the old monk Zhenkong... and later collected children and girls, it can be seen that he is not an easy person to talk to.
At that time, no matter whether the other party is resisting this evil star or not, a fight is inevitable. With the other party's unknown cultivation level, even Mu Qiyu, who has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, is no match for him even if his soul and consciousness are clear.
Even if there are so many people gathered around Lu Liangsheng, his chances of winning are very low if they really fight.
I walked outside the hall and stood on the long stone steps. The sunlight was still scorching, piercing into my eyes, and the swaying phoenix trees made a rustling sound.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the scholar outside for a moment. Suddenly, he seemed to see an old man with gray hair and beard sitting on a stone bench, holding a book and reading it quietly. He seemed to know that Lu Liangsheng was standing over there, so he turned around, smiled and nodded.
There are words from the past being spoken.
"The path of following the sages is bumpy. We fight for the injustice of the people, establish our destiny for the millions of people, and open up the way for the successors. Even if there are thousands of difficulties, we Confucians will not be afraid of death!"
The sunlight stung his eyes, causing a slight pain. Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes, and then opened them again. The summer cicadas were still chirping under the phoenix tree, and the smiling old man holding the book was not there.
"My dear teacher..."
He whispered a name that only he could hear, and after a moment, Lu Liangsheng exhaled heavily, gathered his thoughts, and walked down the stone steps step by step with his auspicious cloud shoes. His cautious and slow pace gradually turned into the gait of a dragon and a tiger. He left Daxing Palace without looking back, came to the carriage, and asked the soldier who was driving the carriage to drive away. His figure became blurred in the sunlight, and when he reappeared, he was already at the west Shunyi Gate of the imperial city.
The wind blew through the city wall, and his hair fluttered on his face. Lu Liangsheng raised his hand, and the next moment his magic power gathered in his palm.
In the Hibiscus Pond in the southeast of the city, the Toad Taoist who was crawling on the desk in Wanshou Temple suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up hurriedly, whistled, and waved his flippers towards the bookshelf.
"Tree demon, take the bookshelf, let's go!"
He jumped off the table excitedly, fell to the ground with a thud, then got up again, found the small wardrobe, pushed the open door, and on the bookshelf, black roots spread out, like human feet moving quickly, carrying the bookshelf quickly onto the desk and rushing out of the open window.
Below, the old donkey, who had sensed the situation, let out a long neigh, and ran happily to stop under the window frame. The moment he felt a weight on his back, he raised his hoof and rushed out of the mountain gate like a flash of lightning.
Li Sui'an held the green sword, ran a few steps, exchanged a glance with the Wuman wizard Shelong, and hurriedly chased after him, running along the long street with the old donkey. The skirt of a woman shopping in front of them flew up in the air, and she hurriedly pushed down her long skirt and screamed. Her flying black hair swept across the face of the man holding a winnowing basket. Amid the screams of pain, the old donkey and the sword-wielding figure were moving away in a chaotic manner, stretching to the west.
On the Shunyi Gate Tower, Lu Liangsheng stood on the high roof with his hands behind his back, looking towards the northwest, his robe fluttering in the wind. He heard screams and the sound of hooves coming from the city streets behind him. He stepped on the ground suddenly, and the tiles under his feet moved with a "whoosh" and cracked.
The figure thrown into the sky instantly turned into a black afterimage. Amid the whistling wind, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand and swung his sword finger.
On the back of the old donkey rushing behind, the two swords hanging on the bookshelf were shaking and bumping with a "clang clang". The Yuelong sword was unsheathed with a clang, reflecting the bright sunshine, dragging out a chill, and flew straight into the hands of its owner in the sky, pulling Lu Liangsheng and turning into a light blue stream of light.
Correspondingly, on the ground, there was another blue-white lightning, which rushed from the city to the northwest. In a few breaths, it disappeared in the sight of the soldiers on the city wall, the people entering and leaving the city gate, and the vendors who were extremely shocked.