Datang: Married Princess Changle at the beginning

"Yang Fei, go up together?" Li Er shouted to Yang Fei who was not far away.

Yang Fei and Li Er are not together, but they are not far away.

When the little Taoist came down, he noticed the whereabouts of the other party and heard the conversation between the two.

Yang Fei was also very interested in the interesting stories about Feng Chan in the past few times, and wanted to go and listen to the interesting stories.

"it is good."

Yang Fei nodded and asked Princess Changle to go to Empress Changsun.

Li Er asked the little Taoist priest to lead the way.

The mountain road is steep and not easy to walk up.

Clouds and mists are curling up, mountains are quiet, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

Looking at the little Taoist priest walking in the front, both Yang Fei and Li Er looked surprised.

This little Taoist was walking on flat ground, his body was not affected by the steep mountain road, and he walked up as steadily as Mount Tai step by step.

After several hours, I finally went to the Taoist temple.

Entering the eyes, there is a majestic and majestic Taoist temple. There is a stone tablet above the middle of the door, engraved with three big characters of Cangwu - Yuqing Temple.

The three words Yuqingguan give people the feeling that there is a strong sense of history, as if they have traveled through countless years, nourished by the spiritual energy of the mountain, and they are already spiritual.

The first moment Yang Fei and Li Er saw the stele, they were both attracted by these three words, and they didn't come back to their senses for a while.

door...

Before the three of them came up, dozens of Taoist priests were already standing.

The leader is a childish face with white hair and an old man with white beard.

Holding a whisk in his hand, he looked at Yang Fei and the two with a smile.

Seeing Yang Fei and the two lost their minds, he didn't bother.

After a while, Yang Fei and Li Er woke up one after another.

"Meet Your Majesty."

"Meet His Royal Highness the King of Han."

The old Taoist priest brought the Taoist priests present to salute Yang Fei and the two of them.

"You are exempt."

Li Er smiled and spoke.

He didn't seem to notice the lack of focus just now.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the King of Han, you are an old man, welcome your Majesty and His Highness the King of Han, please come inside."

Wu Chenzi opened his mouth slowly.

He made a gesture of invitation, and there was an inexplicable rhyme between his gestures and gestures.

There are faint clouds and mist floating in the Taoist temple, and the scene inside is looming.

At the same time, the flowing water in the Taoist temple is gurgling, crisp and moving.

It's like being in a fairyland!

"Please!"

Li Er spoke politely and let Wu Chenzi lead the way.

The Li Dynasty recognized Taoism as the state religion, and this place was like a fairyland, so Li Er did not put on the emperor's airs.

soon……

The three entered the Taoist temple.

There is nothing unusual in the Taoist temple, but the tea on the table moved both of them.

The teapot is on the stove, the water in the teapot is boiling...

“Good tea!”

Li Er couldn't help exclaiming just by smelling it.

Refreshing and refreshing!

After sitting face to face, Wu Chenzi made tea.

After a while, two cups of misty tea were placed in front of Yang Fei and Li Er.

The smell of this tea is very calming. After drinking a cup slowly, it feels like all internal organs are comfortable, and the brain is more clear than ever.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness King of Han, do you believe in luck in the heaven and earth?" Wu Chenzi asked calmly.

"I believe it!"

"I don't believe it!"

One sentence is what Li Er said.

One sentence is what Yang Fei said.

The two spoke in unison, but gave different answers.

"Why don't you believe it?" Wu Chenzi looked at Yang Fei and said.

He seemed to guess that Yang Fei would say no.

Similarly, Li Er also looked at Yang Fei, wondering why Yang Fei didn't believe in luck?

If you don't believe in luck, that is, you don't believe in the theory of gods and ghosts, why would you support yourself in Fengchan?

"If you don't believe it, you just don't believe it." Yang Fei said calmly.

As a modern atheist, Yang Fei does not believe in the theory of luck.

"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three give birth to all things. All things in the world are transformed into all changes in one place. It is a law rather than a destiny."

"Knowing the luck of luck, you can know how to use your manpower, or plan ahead, or rein in the precipice; know the truth of its prosperity and decline, and whether it will come to an end, then you can know how to live in peace and open-mindedness."

"If the old Taoist figured out three years ago that the Tang Dynasty would unify the surrounding countries and realize the unification of the world because of His Highness's arrival, would His Highness King of Han believe it?"

Wu Chenzi spoke slowly, his voice seemed a bit ethereal.

When he spoke the Tao words, the surroundings seemed to become ethereal.

The chirping of insects and birds in the mountains became extremely clear, giving me a sense of ecstasy.

"Tao can be Tao, very Tao; name can be named, very famous. Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, famous, the mother of all things."

"If the temple master recites the Tao Te Ching for me, there is no need for it. Why don't you just show evidence to prove what you have counted."

Yang Fei smiled lightly, shook his head and said.

"Your Highness is indeed an interesting person."

"Your Highness, do you know what the world was like before the First Emperor enshrined Zen?"

Wu Chenzi smiled.

Smile like a spring breeze.

From the first time we met until now, it was the first time I saw this old man laughing.

"I don't know."

"The Lord knows?"

Yang Fei shook his head, but was curious about what Wu Chenzi asked.

The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang and the tomb of the first emperor's concubine under Jingjue Ancient City are deeply attracted to Yang Fei.

"Yeah, I know."

"I was lucky enough to see the world at that time."

Wu Chenzi murmured.

His tone was full of reminiscence, and his expression also changed yearningly.

"Have you ever seen it?"

Both Yang Fei and Li Er exclaimed.

But soon, both of them chuckled and shook their heads.

This old man... it seems that his brain is a little out of order...

Chapter 705 How can there be immortals in the world?

An old Taoist said that he had seen the world of Qin Shihuang at that time.

Both Yang Fei and Li Er felt in their minds that the old Taoist priest was too old and had already started talking stupid things.

After all, the era of Qin Shihuang has been more than 800 years from now, and the gangsters don't know how many eras have passed.

I still want to see the world of that era. Could it be that the gods are immortal?

"good."

"I'm in my 800s this year."

Wu Chenzi nodded slightly, looking very calm.

As if talking about a very normal thing, as if telling the truth.

"My Lord, I... I still have something to do, so I won't bother you for now."

Li Er shook his head, ready to get up and leave.

He didn't say it was a crime of deceiving the king because the old Taoist told lies.

The old man in front of him, even his eyebrows are white, he looks like an elderly person.

For such an old man who said a few innocuous lies, Li Er would not be so stingy to punish the other party.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Feng Chan will be ready in another hour." Wu Chenzi said calmly.

He stretched out his hand to prevent Li Er from leaving the tea table.

Li Er held back his mouth and looked at Yang Fei. After seeing Yang Fei nodding, he felt a little helpless and didn't get up.

"Your Majesty and the King of Han, do you not believe what the old Taoist said?" Wu Chenzi continued.

The voice was as calm as ever.

He smiled lightly and poured tea for Yang Fei and the others again.

After Li Er was detained just now, he felt a little bit unhappy, so he didn't reply directly.

He nudged Yang Fei lightly with his elbow, signaling Yang Fei to answer his words, while he began to drink tea.

After taking a sip of tea, Li Er's mood improved again, and he lamented that the tea here was far better than that in his palace.

"800 years..."

"Monastery, do you mean that you are a god?" Yang Fei looked at Wu Chenzi and smiled lightly.

His heart is very calm, very similar to Wuchenzi Gujing Wubo's face.

"How can there be immortals in the world?"

"It's just that there will be stronger people."

Wuchen shook his head and chuckled.

In the Taoist temple, the clouds and mists are curling up, and the rockery and flowing water are gurgling.

From time to time, you can hear the chirping of insects and birds from Mount Tai.

Everything is so ordinary, and everything seems so extraordinary.

"What Guanzhu means is that Guanzhu is strong enough to live to be [-] years old?"

Yang Fei spoke softly.

He looked at Wuchenzi and found that Wuchenzi's eyes were not cloudy like the old man's.