Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 351 Wanting to Draw a Real Dragon for the Son of Heaven

Hearing Li Shimin's words, Li Chunfeng bowed immediately and said, "It's all due to my incompetence, unable to solve your majesty's worries and problems, please punish me!"

Li Shimin waved his hands and sighed: "Ai Qing, don't blame yourself. Although you are an extraordinary talent in Lou Guan Dao, you are still young in practice, and you talk about subduing demons and eliminating demons, catching ghosts and distinguishing evil. Lou Guan Dao, it is naturally inferior to Longhu Mountain."

Li Daoxuan couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, what is it?"

At this time, Li Chunfeng said: "During this period, Your Majesty often wakes up from nightmares and can't sleep all night, so that the spirit is haggard and the blood is weak. If it continues, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"You suspect that there is a demon, how is this possible?"

Li Daoxuan frowned.

The dragon spirit on Li Shimin's body is as bright as the sun, and no evil spirits can harm it.

Li Chunfeng obviously knew that this statement was outrageous, but he said with a firm gaze: "The imperial physician checked His Majesty's pulse, and everything is normal. They prescribed soothing medicine for His Majesty, but nothing improved."

"In addition, there is one thing that makes me sure that this must be the work of ghosts and gods!"

"what's up?"

Li Chunfeng said solemnly: "I once suggested to Your Majesty to order the two generals Yu Chigong and Qin Qiong to guard the door. They are all fierce generals, with the evil spirit of dragons and tigers in their bodies, and the evil spirits will run away when they see it."

"In the past two days, everything was as usual, but the two generals are also mortals and cannot guard them for a long time. I personally drew their portraits and pasted them in front of His Majesty's bedroom, but I didn't want to, it was useless!"

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, isn't this the origin of the door god?

In "Journey to the West", the Dragon King of Jinghe River was beheaded by Wei Zheng in his dream. His soul resented Li Shimin for not saving him, so he came to question him every night in his dream, causing Li Shimin to often have nightmares.

Later, the two generals Yu Chigong and Qin Qiong were invited to guard the gate, so that the old dragon king did not dare to do anything wrong.

This is also the origin of the door god.

It's just that great changes have taken place now, the Jinghe Dragon King is gone, but Li Shimin also started to have nightmares, and even worse, the picture of the general drawn by Li Chunfeng himself can't suppress the unknown evil spirit.

From this point of view, it was really evil that caused Li Shimin to have nightmares?

"Tai Chong, I know you are busy with your cultivation, so I didn't want to disturb you, but during this period of time, I have already looked for Dongyangzi Daoist in Xuandu Temple, and he is helpless."

Li Daoxuan nodded, and said: "The poor Taoist already knows, and will try his best to help His Majesty eradicate the evil spirits."

After that, he opened his sky eyes, looked at Li Shimin carefully, and found that there was nothing abnormal on his body, and when he looked around, there was no trace of any monsters.

This is also within his expectation, after all, the dragon aura is so heavy, even the big monsters in the Yang God Realm would never dare to set foot on it.

"Tai Chong can see what?"

Li Shimin asked.

Li Daoxuan shook his head and remained silent.

Li Shimin sighed, if even Li Daoxuan who came from Longhu Mountain couldn't tell, maybe all this is really not caused by demons, but his... heart disease.

One thing he didn't tell others was that the same scene would appear in his nightmares every night, and that was the Xuanwu Gate.

He dreamed that he suddenly appeared in front of the Xuanwu Gate. His dead elder brother Li Jiancheng and younger brother Li Yuanji had disheveled hair and blood all over their bodies. They were choking his throat and cursing loudly.

Whenever he was about to suffocate, he would wake up from his dream.

Maybe all of this is really God's punishment?

After enduring the torment of many nightmares, Li Shimin no longer had the same fighting spirit as before. He was exhausted, and coupled with the severe drought in Chang'an, even the ambitious man was somewhat disheartened.

Li Chunfeng seemed to see that His Majesty's state was not right, so he stood up and said decisively: "Your Majesty, since ancient times, has anyone ever talked about the great things that have happened?"

"Qin Shihuang once burned books and harassed Confucianism, but destroyed the six kingdoms and achieved a great cause of unification. Liu Bang once beheaded heroes, but created the 400-year Han Dynasty. Thousands of miles of yellow sand, how can the merits and demerits of future generations lie in the words of a moment?"

Li Daoxuan clapped his hands in praise and said: "Brother Li is well said, Your Majesty, I have heard a great saying called fighting against the sky, which is a great joy. Even if it is really God's will, my human race has been drinking blood since the beginning of the prehistoric era, drilling wood to make fire, Are there still fewer natural disasters and catastrophes? Isn’t it the same as today’s prosperity?”

"It's numerous fun to fight the destiny……"

Li Shimin savored this sentence and was moved by the grandeur contained in it. At the same time, he took a deep look at Li Daoxuan.

The blood was surging in his heart, and Li Shimin suddenly felt that he was more energetic. At least the previous depression disappeared, and his whole person felt quite refreshed and refreshed.

"I understand, everyone said that Wei Zheng dared to speak out, but I think you two are not inferior to Wei Zheng at all, haha!"

Li Shimin laughed loudly, his voice was loud and powerful, and he had regained his former spirit.

"Tai Chong is right. Fighting against the sky is a lot of fun. This time, I really want to fight against the sky!"

Whether it's a severe drought or a nightmare, it seems that there is a kind of providence, but Li Shimin does not believe in evil. He not only wants to be an emperor, but also a good emperor that is rare in the ages!

At this moment, Li Daoxuan's voice sounded again.

"Your Majesty, in fact, Pindao is not helpless. I have a method, and I may give it a try."

Hearing this, Li Shimin immediately looked at him with hope in his eyes.

Although his fighting spirit has been revived, if he does not solve the problem of nightmares, his body will be dragged down sooner or later, his great career will fail, and he may die young.

"any solution?"

Li Daoxuan smiled faintly, and said, "Didn't Lord Li once draw portraits of Yu Chigong and Qin Qiong for His Majesty? Pindao also wants to give His Majesty a painting."

"What painting?"

"dragon."

……

After a while, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all ready.

Under Li Shimin's expectant eyes, Li Daoxuan splashed ink and began to draw dragons.

Li Chunfeng looked solemnly, not letting go of any detail.

The dragon is the divine beast of heaven and earth, with its own majesty. If it is exquisitely painted and has both form and spirit, it can also have the effect of suppressing ghosts and avoiding evil spirits.

It is said that Zhang Sengyou, a great painter in the Liang Dynasty, once painted dragons on the wall of Anle Temple in Jinling. The emperor found that the two dragons had no eyes, so he asked Zhang Sengyou why.

Zhang Sengyou replied, "If you draw eyes, they will fly away."

Everyone didn't believe it, but the emperor insisted that he paint eyes, so Zhang Sengyou had to put eyes on one of the dragons.Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed, and the dragon really flew away!
So now there is only one dragon left on the wall of Anle Temple.

Li Chunfeng's painting skills are naturally far inferior to Zhang Sengyou, but he is also a master of Danqing. The portraits he painted have reached the level of both body and spirit. He doesn't believe that Li Daoxuan can surpass himself at a young age?
Unless the other party has Zhang Sengyao's realm, it's useless to draw anything!

So he stared at Li Daoxuan's painting carefully, not missing any details, and Li Shimin did the same, thinking that Li Daoxuan was about to paint a masterpiece.

However, it didn't take long before the expressions of the two became more and more strange.

Li Chunfeng's face was covered with black lines, looking at those chaotic lines, even his body trembled slightly.

"Absurd...absurd!"

Li Shimin coughed and suddenly became very embarrassed.

If he agrees with Li Chunfeng, it will definitely make Li Daoxuan feel ashamed. For this young Daoist Daoist, he values ​​it very much.

But if he is allowed to deny it and speak for Li Daoxuan...

Li Shimin thought about it, and decided to forget it, because he couldn't get over his conscience.

　Thank you Bai Yijian for the two hundred rewards, love!
The third is more dedicated~
　
(End of this chapter)