Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 708 Yuhuan is born, the wife is jealous

There is no age in cultivating the truth, and there is no age in picking lotus.

In the blink of an eye, seventeen years of Spring and Autumn passed by, and under the governance of Di Renjie, Xue Rengui, Guan Yu and others, the underworld became more and more orderly.

Since the last time the Yin soldiers destroyed the country, no one in the Yang world dares to underestimate this new underworld, and no force dares to take advantage of this behemoth.

Of course, the underworld also strictly abides by the precepts of the underworld and no longer interferes in the affairs of the underworld.

Yanfu Mountain, in the palace where the emperor lives.

Li Daoxuan was lying on the bed, holding the beauty in his arms, with icy muscles and smooth black hair, quietly enjoying the afterglow after the clouds and rain.

He is not a promiscuous person, but he is practicing a health-preserving method with a long history and passed down for thousands of years in Taoism, called Fangzhongshu.

Yes, you heard it right, in Taoism, Fangzhongshu is indeed a health method.

Peng Zu, who lived for 800 years, one of his health-preserving methods was Fangzhongshu. According to legend, he had 49 wives, who worked day and night but could prolong his life. He was regarded as an ancient master and relied on Fangzhongshu.

His No. 40 nine wives, named Cainü, are said to be women sent by King Zhou of Yin to learn the longevity method from Peng Zu. Peng Zu taught her the Fangzhong technique. Later, after learning it, the disciples became wives.

Volume [-] of "Yi Xin Fang" says: Su Nuyun said that there are those who pick up women and have wonderful Taoist skills.The king sent Cainü to ask Peng Zu how to prolong his life.

Volume 27 of "Qian Jin Yao Prescription" even states that those who practice magic in the husband's room have a very close approach, but no one can practice it.

In other words, Fangzhongshu is originally good, but most people don't know how to do it. Not only do they fail to prolong life, but they spend all their energy on it and go astray.

Li Daoxuan is an authentic disciple of Xuanmen, so he will naturally not make these mistakes.

In the past 17 years, he and Sister Yu have practiced Fangzhong Shu together. Under the dual cultivation, their respective cultivations have made rapid progress. Coupled with the three hundred Bodhi seeds sent by the Bodhi tree later, Li Daoxuan had already completed "Huang Zhongshu" five years ago. "Tinggu Jing" has been revised to the sixth level.

Opening up thirty-six thousand acupuncture points in the physical body, which coincides with the number of Tiangang, the mana has skyrocketed, and the cultivation level has reached the peak of the Earth Immortal.

The next step is to break through the seventh level and achieve the Avenue of Immortals!

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a slight heat on his wrist, as if it had been burned by a flame.

With his fifth-level Xuan Gong body, even if he jumped into the lava to take a bath, there would be no burning pain, so the burning sensation was very unusual.

Just as Li Daoxuan was about to raise his wrist to take a look, he was suddenly startled.

No, it couldn't be that senior sister was born!
He subconsciously wanted to hide his wrist, but a soft jade hand held his hand firmly, and the fingertips gently touched the looming red line.

Sister Yu sat up, her dark hair disheveled, her skin as white as jade, and she glanced sideways at Li Daoxuan, with cold red lips.

"Husband, what is this?"

Li Daoxuan stiffened, but remained calm on the surface, smiling: "It's my newly refined magic weapon."

Chen Ziyu tilted her head slightly, her dark and deep eyes looking at Li Daoxuan quietly without any disturbance.

"Husband, I haven't seen you have a new magic weapon for a long time. Why don't you give it a try?"

Li Daoxuan laughed, trying to confuse the past, and said: "It's not completely refined yet. Let's talk about it later."

I almost broke out in cold sweat.

"Is that so..."

Chen Ziyu let go of her hand, and she walked out of bed, her crystal jade feet stepping on the snow blanket, and the flaming red dress automatically flew to her body, dragging along the ground, graceful and luxurious.

The waist is tied with a flower belt, the silk is fluttering, the black hair is tied up, and the green hairpin is tied up in the hair.

Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he made it through without any danger, and was almost discovered by Sister Yu.

At this moment, a voice sounded faintly.

"Husband, I also want to tie a red thread with you."

……

Chang'an, Xuandu courtyard.

Changle looked anxious, pacing back and forth, uneasy, and kept tapping the Qing Ming Ling in his hand.

In order to facilitate contact, Li Daoxuan left the Qingming Ling to her, and two-way communication could be achieved through the bronze mirror in the Yanfu Mountain Palace.

But what Changle didn't know was that the master's wife had already sealed the mirror one step ahead of time.

"Master, I'm sorry!"

She was dejected, wondering if she would be expelled from her master.

A few days ago, she went to Yanfu Mountain to see Master and asked some questions about spiritual practice. At that time, Master was still practicing, so she waited at the foot of the mountain.

I was bored, so I took out the "Xuanzhen Collection" and read it.

In fact, she has read that book many times, but every time she reads it, she is still moved by the love story between Master and Tai Zhen, especially when she sees the two people binding a red thread and making a promise to live forever, she always sheds tears. whirling.

However, what she didn't know was that Master Ziyu was standing silently behind her.

……

in the bedroom.

Li Daoxuan watched helplessly as Sister Yu took out a very familiar book from the storage magic weapon. The three big characters "Xuanzhenji" on it looked particularly familiar.

Wasn't this what he wrote himself?

The title of the book was carefully designed by him. He took the character Xuan in his name and the character Zhenzi from his senior sister. In addition, his senior sister liked poetry, so it was called Xuanzhenji.

Chen Ziyu glanced at him lightly, then opened the book unhurriedly, her voice unusually calm.

"Husband, I recently got a book. The story in it is quite touching, and the protagonist is named Li Xuan, who is only one word different from you."

"Tell me, isn't it a coincidence?"

Li Daoxuan could no longer laugh. He gritted his teeth secretly, Changle! ! !
You girl, how dare you betray your master?
Recalling that he had once lamented how obedient, sensible and cute his apprentice was, Li Daoxuan wished he could give himself a few slaps.

You don’t know people well!

Chen Ziyu smiled faintly and began to chant softly.

"Miss Zhuge, you look like someone I know..."

"The two fell down the cliff together, and Li Xuan picked her up by the waist. He felt that her body was as soft as boneless, and her jade feet were as crystal clear as snow. His heart couldn't help but..."

Li Daoxuan's face turned hot instantly and he dug his toes on the bed. He was so embarrassed! It was so embarrassing!
Senior sister, you can just write, why do you need such a detailed psychological description?
Where did I peek at my feet?Don't talk nonsense!
Direct social death!

No matter what, if you insist on refusing to admit it, what does what Li Xuan did have to do with me, Li Daoxuan?

It is said that Tieguai Li, one of the Eight Immortals, was named Li Xuan. Well, maybe it is his story!
Li Daoxuan had already begun to deceive himself, but Sister Yu's voice soon sounded in his ears like a thunderbolt from the blue.

"The two met in Langzhong. It turned out that Li Xuan was the famous Tang Dynasty Imperial Master Li Daoxuan, and Huang Yaoshi was the senior sister Taizhen he was pursuing..."

Okay, I can't deny it this time.

The next words are even more exciting.

"Li Daoxuan fell on Queen Mother Xi's phoenix bed. He was completely powerless. He could only watch the senior sister walking step by step, taking off her clothes one by one. In the end——"

"stop!"

Li Daoxuan smiled bitterly and said: "Madam, don't read it. I admit that the relationship between senior sister and me is somewhat...relatively close, but I am also sincere to you."

Why do these words get worse the more you hear them?

Chen Ziyu closed the book and stared at him quietly. The temperature around her began to drop sharply without knowing when, and the cold wind blew, making people shudder.

"She should have been born. What is her name? I removed her."

Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Madam, senior sister has been very kind to me. For my sake——"

"I don't have to kill her."

Chen Ziyu looked at him quietly and said, "But you have to answer my question truthfully."

Facing her gaze, Li Daoxuan was a little ashamed.

Although this is an ancient world where men can have three wives and four concubines, Sister Yu is after all the majestic Emperor of the Netherworld, the master of the world's water veins. With her status, she can have a wide harem like Wu Zetian, but she has always been loyal. Snow, never give up on yourself.

How could such an amazingly talented and beautiful woman tolerate herself serving the same husband with another woman?
"Do you want to marry her?" Li Daoxuan gritted his teeth and nodded.

Chen Ziyu's eyes became even darker, as deep as an abyss, and her long hair moved automatically without wind.

"What about me, me or her, which one do you choose?"

Li Daoxuan spent a long time mentally building up, and finally mustered up the courage to say those words.

"All, all!"

In fact, there is another empress in blue, but he dare not say it for the time being.

boom!
The entire Yanfu Mountain exploded with a loud noise, shaking violently, and the sound was terrifying.

Xue Rengui, who was training Yin soldiers, immediately became solemn when he heard the movement, got on his horse and looked in the direction of Yanfu Mountain.

"No, the emperor is under attack. Everyone, follow our generals to support the emperor and kill the invading enemy!"

Just when thousands of Yin soldiers were about to set off, a figure fell from the sky and hit the ground like a meteorite.

"Where—"

"gentlemen!"

Xue Rengui was stunned, looking at Li Daoxuan who stood up in full view of everyone, dusting himself off as if nothing had happened, and was a little confused.

What exactly is going on?

He had been wondering before, if Mr. and the Emperor were there in Yanfu Mountain, who could break in and make such a big fuss.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Mr....

Li Daoxuan coughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's nothing. Sometimes there will be some minor conflicts between husband and wife."

"A quarrel at the head of the bed makes peace at the end of the bed."

Xue Rengui nodded, but the next moment, a majestic voice sounded, it was the voice of Emperor Chen Ziyu.

"From today onwards, the underworld prohibits this adulterer from entering and leaving. If anyone sees him, he will be killed on the spot!"

Xue Rengui's expression froze and he looked at Li Daoxuan with some embarrassment.

Is this what you call a fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed?
Li Daoxuan was about to say something more, when a stream of light flew past, and he reached out to catch it. It was the "Xuanzhen Collection".

"Li Daoxuan, you can go find her, but I want to remind you, will she really still be your senior sister after reincarnation?"

Li Daoxuan was startled.

He had actually thought about this question, but he subconsciously avoided it every time.

The senior sister resolutely reincarnated in order not to become the Queen Mother of the West. Is the same true for Yang Yuhuan in this life?
The senior sister is not the Queen Mother of the West. In the same way, can Yang Yuhuan really be the senior sister?
This is a muddled account.

"There are no two identical flowers in the world. When a flower withers, it is withered. Even if the seed breaks through the ground, it will no longer be the same flower as before."

Chen Ziyu's voice was no longer cold, but mixed with a sigh.

As the Emperor of the Netherworld, she holds the power of reincarnation. In some aspects, she actually sees it more clearly than Li Daoxuan.

After the souls of the dead in the underworld are reincarnated, they often become very different people from their previous lives.

Reincarnation is really wonderful, even if a god escapes into it, he will be deeply affected. In her opinion, even the consciousness of the Queen Mother of the West in Taizhen may not be the Queen Mother of the West.

Li Daoxuan lowered his eyes and said: "Madam, I will always give it a try. If the reincarnated person is you, no matter if it is ten or a hundred lives, I will always find you."

It's not that he hasn't thought about Sister Yu's words, but if he doesn't try, he will always feel unwilling.

Chen Ziyu didn't speak anymore, just sighed.

"If you fail, cut off this relationship, stay in the underworld, and completely let go of the past. Is it possible?"

Li Daoxuan's heart moved and he asked: "What if I succeed?"

His voice was filled with anticipation.

Is it possible for the people of Qi to be blessed?

Chen Ziyu snorted coldly and said: "If she changes back to Taizhen, just in time, and fights with me to decide life and death, it won't be considered as me bullying her."

Li Daoxuan's face darkened.

But this is indeed what Sister Yu can say. With her temperament and pride, if she expects her to suddenly agree to be willing to serve the same husband with another woman, there is only one reason: she wants to feed him medicine.

To be honest, he felt a little happy. Sister Yu's attitude actually softened a little. At least she agreed to let him try it first.

Stroking the red line on his wrist, Li Daoxuan thought of his senior sister's handsome and carefree figure in white clothes. Unknowingly, that happened more than 70 years ago, and he is exactly one hundred years old this year.

I really don’t know what it will be like when I meet my senior sister again.

……

Soaring clouds and driving mist, traveling towards the North Sea in the evening.

A moment later, he was already above the mansion of Shuzhou Sihu Yang Xuanyan. It was not particularly impressive, but it was considered a wealthy family in the entire county.

Si Hu is in charge of the household registration and accounts of a state. He is the seventh rank. He is a little bigger than the county magistrate, but not much bigger.

Li Daoxuan stood on the cloud, frowning slightly.

The yin energy is so strong, is it attracting all the lonely ghosts from hundreds of miles around?
Senior sister made quite a fuss as soon as she was born.

……

Yang Xuanyan was wandering in front of his own house, his face full of sadness, and he was wandering endlessly. There was fear in his eyes, and he didn't even dare to step forward to his own house.

His wife gave birth to a daughter a few days ago. Although he was a little disappointed, it was still somewhat of a happy event.

And according to people around her, on the day their daughter was born, there was a ray of light that lingered on their house, and some people even heard the phoenix singing.

He thought it was auspicious at first, but things soon became weird.

When the baby girl was born, she didn't cry or fuss. She just looked at the bright moon quietly and didn't respond no matter how she fiddled with her. The midwife said she might have a bad brain.

Immediately afterwards, all kinds of strange things began to happen in the house.

The corpses of various beasts often appear outside her daughter's room, bloody as if they had just been bitten to death, and there was even a colorful tiger among them.

They are all delicacies.

At first, he thought it was a friend who sent it secretly, so he ordered his servants to hide it secretly to find out who it was.

As a result, the servant died the next day. His pupils were dilated and his face was pale. He said that he was scared to death.

Since then, few people have dared to set foot around her daughter's room.

The rumor that the house was haunted gradually spread, and a fortune teller even said that his daughter was the reincarnation of a disaster star and would bring endless bad luck, and suggested that Shen Jiang drown her.

Of course he didn't believe it, but sometimes he felt frightened in his heart.

"Master, it's not good!"

"When I was sweeping the floor just now, I saw... a figure in the lady's room!"

The servants came in a hurry. It was already dark now, and a figure suddenly appeared in the young lady's room, which would frighten anyone.

Yang Xuanyan quickly called the servant, picked up the guy, and rushed to his daughter's room together.

Looking through the window, there was indeed a blurry figure.

A group of people held torches, held sharp knives, and some even held statues of gods and Buddhas. They broke in under the leadership of Yang Xuanyan.

However, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Under the moonlight, his daughter, who had been silent since birth and could only stare blankly at the moon, was actually looking at that figure, stretched out her chubby little hands, and let out a laughter as clear as a silver bell.

Li Daoxuan looked at the little baby girl wrapped in swaddling clothes with complicated eyes.

"Senior sister, we finally meet again."

……

(End of this chapter)