Mysterious Catastrophe

"Thank you, official!"

Both Vatican and Dao bowed down, and the murderous aura outside seemed to have been reduced a lot.

……

Aaron looked at this scene, but he was a little bored.

The emperor was obviously beating him, restricting him...

Of course, it can also be said to be a prelude to reuse. After all, the superiors sharpen you for your own good!

'It's so boring...'

Although he also saw the official's intention to force the three parties to tear their skins apart and restrain each other, it didn't mean he was willing to accept it.

Aaron rolled his eyelids, and said, "Don't lie to the officials... Poor people have been taught by the immortals in the mountains, and they can make elixir. Although they can't say they will live forever, it's not a problem to live another 200 years!"

"Oh?"

Although the official's face remained unchanged, the hands in his sleeves trembled: "How long will it take?"

As for the cost of alchemy, he didn't ask, obviously dismissing it.

"It's as long as March, and as fast as January."

Aaron replied with a smile.

He doesn't play those imaginary things, such as going overseas to seek immortal medicine, or refining alchemy for several years or ten years, and directly tells the emperor that the result will be within a hundred days!

The end is quick results!

The official was stunned, and soon his breathing became heavier, and his eyes became hot.

After all, I have met many Taoist priests before, and none of them dared to make such a promise: "What do the real people need, just say it... If you really refine the longevity pill, I will reward you a lot!"

"To tell you the truth, the poor Taoist only wishes for the glory of the Daotong, and has nothing else to ask for."

Aaron showed his attitude.

If you want to trade, just trade, what are you doing with so many vain things?

The officials stood up, walked like dragons and tigers, and finally made up their minds: "Preach the decree... Canonize the psychic Yuanmiao Zhenjun as the psychic Yuanmiao Zhenjun!"

A real person is a five-rank casual job, but a real monarch has a third-rank.

As for the national teacher?

It is a super product, and once it can be conferred, all officials will salute it.

Master Zishi looked at this scene, and he didn't know what it was like.

Naturally, there are true monarchs canonized in Chongming Dao, but they are all granted after death, and among the living real people... there is not a single one!

And the officials easily conferred the title to Xu Lingzi!

This gap really made him feel unwilling.

"Thank you, official!"

Aaron saluted and thanked him, with a contented smile in his heart.

Knowing that using this 'Longevity Pill' as a carrot, the last sliver of his influence of killing an official will definitely be suppressed by the official.

Of course, doing so is really too arrogant.

After refining the Longevity Pill, it is likely that you will have to kill yourself with a white sword, and you will die...

Chapter 811

"The emperor's suspicion, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge are all instincts..."

'He can live forever, but he doesn't necessarily want his subjects to live forever together... I will be in danger then. '

'However, with the buffer of these few months, and even a large sum of money in the account, it is enough to earn. '

Aaron walked out of the imperial garden, thinking about something secretly.

Longevity Pill?

Naturally it's fake, it can't be made out!

He didn't care about the emperor at all, so if he bullied the emperor, he would bully him, so what?

The key is……

No one else knows!

Immortal Zishi came over and walked side by side with him, apparently in a hurry.

"Xu Lingzi, do you really dare to prolong the life of the real dragon? Are you really able to do it? Are you afraid that the orthodoxy will perish and be lost forever?"

A gleam of splendor flashed in Zishi's eyes.

"Bold! The position of the real monarch is higher than that of the third grade, you should call me the real monarch! Could it be that you want to make mistakes?"

Aaron also noticed that this person wanted to use Taoism, so he sneered in his heart and shouted suddenly.

Boom!

There seemed to be a dragon's chant flashing past Zishi's ear, and the whole person involuntarily took three steps back, his eyes darkened, his throat hurt, and his mouth was full of fishy sweetness.

He forcibly held back and swallowed a mouthful of Nixue forcefully.

"Reverend Zishi, the true monarch ranks higher than the third rank, so when you speak in the future, you must clearly distinguish between superior and inferior!"

Aaron laughed as if he didn't realize it.

A true monarch is of the third rank, and as a loose official, his strength is actually no more than the fifth rank, which is equivalent to a local magistrate.

Of course, this is also quite scary!

If Daoist Daomen could cast spells on the magistrate of Nightmare Town, the world would have been in chaos long ago.

Therefore, Aaron just drank lightly, and Master Zishi suffered backlash and almost vomited blood!

"What Zhenjun said is very true. I am rude." Taoist Zishi had to apologize.

"Well, I will remember it in the future."

Aaron left abruptly.

Looking at his back, Master Zishi's face was full of frost: "There is no harm from dragon energy, but there is benefit from dragon energy...Where is this virtual spirit child?!"

……

'Sure enough...my official luck can restrain other Taoists...I'm afraid the same is true for monks! '

'If you don't add nobles, now I'm a noble too! '

As Aaron walked, he sighed with emotion: "The practitioners in this world are really miserable!"

He secretly calculated that after being canonized as a true monarch, his qi points skyrocketed again. Although he hadn't unlocked 'Scattering Beans into Soldiers' yet, he felt that the distance was not far away, and he just had to wait for a while to save up.

"The six armored soldiers of the poor way are just around the corner!" '

When I was in the right mood, I saw a girl running out from behind a rockery.

She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, she was wearing two buns, and she was very cute. At this time, she was trotting all the way with the corners of her skirt, followed by several panting maids and eunuchs.

"In the royal garden, this woman is either a concubine or a princess..."

At this time, the girl also noticed Aaron, and couldn't help but stop, her face blushing slightly.

"Who is ahead?"

Aaron smiled and asked the eunuch who was leading him.

"Report to Zhenjun, this is Empress Roukang!"

The little eunuch answered quickly, and said to Roukang Emperor Ji: "This is the new psychic Yuanmiao Zhenjun newly conferred by the official family!"

"Pindao has seen the princess!"

The so-called Emperor Ji is naturally the daughter of the emperor, that is, the princess.

Aaron bowed and left regardless of what happened to Rou Kang.

"A chance encounter? Or a coincidence?"

"Could it be that the emperor still intends to make me a son-in-law?"

"Uh...compared with the example of the previous court, it is really not impossible."

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in little girls... Rather than looking for her, I might as well find a teacher..."

……

When Aaron returned to the mansion, the officials immediately gave a lot of gold and silver jewellery, ginseng ganoderma, mercury cinnabar and other materials. Aaron also sealed the door and only said to the outside world that he had started alchemy.

And the news of 'Longevity Pill' and 'Undead Medicine' also spread like wildfire, and spread to the capital in a blink of an eye.

"Bullshit!"

In the Privy Council.

Tong Jing angrily threw a booklet on the ground: "The officials are so fond of demons...it's too much to let the demons harm people, and still be a Jinshi. What kind of longevity pills are they going to refine now... Really, really... ..."

He was originally devoted to the public and loyal to the country, and he had the wish to expand the territory for the Great Loosening, and even to become a prince and king.

He used to get along with officials, monarchs and ministers, and only with the support of officials could he gain some military merits and secure his position as a privy envoy.

Reminiscing about the past and looking at the present, I can't help but feel disappointed.

Since the failure of the reform, the officials have lost their vigor before. Instead, they are bent on seeking immortals and asking questions, focusing on calligraphy and painting...

Seeing this scene, Tong Jing was naturally anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

By now, it has gradually become hopeless.

While thinking about it, a confidant family member walked into the house: "Master...Wen Ruoming, please see me!"

"Please!"

Tong Jing quickly stood up, straightened his clothes, and felt that something was wrong: "Ask him to meet me in the garden!"

Wen Ruoming, born in an imperial family, was known as a child prodigy since he was a child. At the age of 15, he was selected as a scholar and a Jinshi... wrote "Explanations", "Sentence Notes"... quite famous in the literary world, and deeply expected by scholars in the country .

The Song Dynasty valued literature over martial arts, and Tong Jing was flattered by the visit of such a leader in the literary world.

garden.

"Mr. Zongshan!"

Seeing an old man with a pale face come in, Tong Jing quickly got up and saluted.

"Don't dare to be a privy envoy like this..."

Wen Ruoming sat down with a smile, and after drinking two cups of tea, he suddenly sighed: "The privy envoy knows... Qian Tianru is dead, and Xia Houying was also bitten by a rat at home, I'm afraid she will also suffer from a serious disease." .”

"This demon way is against the sky!"

A murderous look flashed in Tong Jing's eyes.

"The officials are so favored and trusted, and there are even rumors that they want to use Roukang Di Ji's wife..." Wen Ruoming sighed: "What can we do?"

Sitting opposite each other, one Wen and one Wu felt resentful.

Several hours later, Wen Ruoming walked out of the Privy Council Mansion and got into a carriage.

In the carriage, there was another person, holding a folding fan, and hurriedly asked: "Can eunuch Tong express his position?"

"After all, this person was single-handedly selected by the officials. According to the old man, he is still a person who understands righteousness..."

Wen Ruoming stroked his beard.

"That's good..."

The scholar holding the folding fan seemed to have some secrets in his expression: "Longevity pill, medicine of immortality? Can it really be refined?"

"Even if it can be refined, it's not what you and I can imagine... What's more, if Taoism arises, where will my reputation be placed?"

Wen Ruoming asked coldly.

……

Two months passed in a flash.