I have an altar of luck

Jingtai's complexion darkened, a little displeased, looking at Concubine Yang Guifei, he said lightly:

"What does the imperial concubine think is inappropriate?"

Even the address has changed, Concubine Yang Guifei thought to herself, looking at Jingtai's rather gloomy eyes, she still gritted her teeth and said:

"Pingyang is the eldest princess of the current dynasty, with a noble status and a cold temper, and Marquis Chen Yuan of Wu'an is also a man with a hard temper and great ambitions. If Pingyang marries him, the concubine thinks...it's not suitable."

The more she spoke, the lower the voice of Yang Guifei.

Because her reason was too lame, mainly because the incident happened too suddenly, and she couldn't think of too much for a while, but seeing Jingtai's frown, she suddenly had an idea, and said hastily:

"Furthermore, as far as my concubine knows, Marquis Chen Yuan of Wu'an also raised a woman in Qingzhou who wandered around for a long time in Liangzhou, but Pingyang was innocent.

Wouldn't it be too..." to marry Marquis Wu'an?

"enough."

Concubine Yang Guifei was interrupted by Jingtai before she finished speaking, and he snorted softly:

"Marquis Wu'an is young and energetic, so it's normal to find a few women, as long as he can correct himself in the future, it's fine, isn't that true for all the honorable sons in the capital?

If it's not suitable to find a few women, then wouldn't Pingyang marry in this life? "

"Chen Qie... Chen Qie is talking too much."

Yang Guifei's complexion changed again and again, so she had to lower her head.

Jingtai snorted a few times imperceptibly, looked at Princess Pingyang who was not looking sideways, and said:

"Pingyang, what do you think?"

"I still want to stay with my father for a few more years, about getting married..." Princess Pingyang wanted to refuse, but she didn't dare, so she could only say it very tactfully.

Jingtai shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"Women still have to marry after all. You are not too young in Pingyang, and your younger brothers have started to accept concubines. Is it possible that you will live alone all your life?"

"My son..."

"It's okay if you don't marry Chen Yuan."

Unexpectedly, Jingtai followed suit, but before Concubine Yang Guifei's eyes lit up with joy, she heard another problem.

"Everyone in the capital knows that you are arrogant and arrogant in Pingyang, and ordinary men are not in the eye of the law. How about this, as long as you can find a man who is better than Marquis Wu An, I will not interfere with your marriage anymore."

The faces of Princess Pingyang and Concubine Yang immediately sank.

A man who is better than Chen Yuan?

Not to mention the capital city, even if you look at the whole world, you can't find it!

Even, not to mention surpassing, I am afraid that even someone who can match Chen Yuan will not be found.

"how?"

"Marquis Xiong of Wu'an is a talented general, famous all over the world, unparalleled in military exploits, both civil and military, and his sons... can't be found." Princess Pingyang sighed.

It seems to be a bit resigned to fate.

Her arms can't beat her thighs, no matter how powerful she is, she is just a princess, but Jingtai is the king of the world, the king of ninety-five, with a promise of heaven in his mouth, he can't refuse at all.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jingtai's mouth:

"I just have this intention, Pingyang, go back to the palace and think about it for a few days. If you really don't want to marry, I won't force it."

That being said, everyone present knew what it meant.

"Thank you, Father."

"Well, go ahead."

Jingtai waved his hand casually, picked up the spirit wine and took a sip.

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……

Beijing.

Chen Yuan was wandering around the capital bored, like this since yesterday, to see if he could find his son of luck, so that his cultivation could be revived again.

Of course, he didn't put all his energy on it, and he only took a walk in the capital in his spare time.

Today is the emperor's family banquet, Chen Yuan is also thinking about it when he opens his eyes from time to time, what is Jingtai's purpose for giving the marriage?

Simply win over yourself?

It must not be.

But Moro was quietly recovering from his injuries. He didn't really want to disturb him because he was just asking a question.

If Jingtai really issued an imperial edict.

He will definitely find a way to refuse.

conspiracy? !

He already had mild persecution paranoia, and felt that there were always bad people trying to harm him.

All kinds of thoughts kept circulating in Chen Yuan's heart.

But if Jingtai really issued an imperial edict, would he be able to refuse?

Now, it's not time to flip the table!

Walking and walking, Chen Yuan inadvertently came to Qingyun Temple, looked up, and thought of what Senior Mo Luo said before.

Ten Great Immortal Gates, Taixu Palace...

This place is very likely to be the stronghold of the fairy gate in the capital, and the person in charge inside obviously doesn't want to get too involved with him, so he avoids it in advance many times.

Staring at it for a moment, Chen Yuan shook his head and was about to go back to the house in a short while. Suddenly, an old man in green robe with white beard and hair walked out of the house, and the other party looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Marquis Wu'an, why don't you enter the temple and rest for a while?"

Chen Yuan stared at this old Taoist, and there was a vague aura emanating from him, faintly consonant with heaven and earth, but distinct from each other.

True Monarch Yangshen!

Chen Yuan quickly judged the general cultivation level of this person.

"If that's the case, then it's annoying."

Regarding the other party's ability to see his disguise, Chen Yuan was not surprised. If it was really Yangshen Zhenjun, it seemed that his skill of disguise and concealing his breath was really not enough.

"Please."

Since Taoist Tianxu's copper wire treasure was broken last time, he could no longer spy on Chen Yuan, and he couldn't help feeling curious.

How did he do that?

This is the secret method of Taixu Palace. Even the True Lord Yangshen can hardly completely shield his own secrets, but he managed it. It is really surprising.

But even though he was curious, he would not take the initiative to come to the door.

However, since the other party came to Qingyun Temple by chance for the third time, it must be related to Taixu Palace, and it is impossible to avoid it all the time, it is nothing more than a meeting.

The old Taoist Tianxu guided Chen Yuan all the way to the main hall, offered him a cup of plain tea, then sat down and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Like there's something on his face.

But in fact, he was looking out for him, wanting to see the difference in him.

But when a faint light appeared in his eyes and he wanted to find out, in his eyes, there was a sudden change, as if the sky and the earth were fading, and then, a void world appeared, covered by the sky full of purple air.

Can't see clearly at all.

And when he was about to take a closer look, suddenly, a great power enveloped him, as if he saw some great horror,

He couldn't help but blushed, so he was backlashed.

"What happened to the senior?"

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked curiously.

When the other party was looking at him, he was looking at the other party at the same time, but unfortunately, the other party did not cause any changes in the sky eyes, so when he saw his face was red, he couldn't help asking.

"Nothing, nothing..."

The old man Tianxu waved his hand, but he was surprised.

When he watched it before, there was no such change. What happened to Chen Yuan in Liangzhou?

Why is there a purple canopy?

Such a vision, but even ordinary emperors don't have it.

Really weird.

His kinship... is even more terrifying.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation. Human fate is predestined by heaven, but this kid is completely different, as if he can change his fate against the sky, causing such a change in himself.

"Ms. Chen visited Qingyun a few times before, but they all missed the opportunity. Why is the senior willing to meet today?"

Chen Yuan didn't play tricks, but went straight to the point.

"You and I are predestined, but one can't be two, and the poor will not deliberately cover it up."

The old Taoist Tianxu smiled and shook his head.

Chen Yuan looked around for a while, his eyes flickered:

"This Qingyun Temple is not simple."

The old man Tianxu smiled wryly, knowing that his heel had been seen through, he immediately stopped covering it up, nodded and admitted:

"The name of the poor Taoist is Tianxu, and it comes from the Taixu Palace. This is the place where the poor Taoist practice."

Chen Yuan nodded, secretly said that it was true.

Senior Mo Luo was really good at seeing people.

This place is indeed Taixu Palace, one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects.

"I have admired the name of Taixu Palace for a long time, but I really did not expect that the majestic Ten Immortal Sects are located in Shenjing City in the world, and there is such a dojo."

"Chen benefactor is overwhelmed. The poor Taoist likes to be busy in the city, but he doesn't like hard work, that's why he practiced here."

Although the real Taixu Palace has declined in recent years, it is still one of the top ten immortal sects, so it is not so desolate. He is just traveling around the world.

It's just that the travel time is longer.

After chatting for a few words, the old Taoist Tianxu inadvertently glanced at Chen Yuan again, but this time he did not flash it, but frowned suddenly.

Faintly, as if thinking of something, his pupils shrank.

"What is the senior looking at?"

Chen Yuan frowned again, always feeling that the old man looked at him a little wrongly.

The old Taoist Tianxu didn't answer, but took out the rare treasure tortoise shell from his sleeve, shook it a few times, and a few Tongbao coins fell on the ground.

Staring at the changes below, Taoist Tianxu smiled, then put it away with a wave of his hand, looked at Chen Yuan's curious expression, and muttered:

"No wonder, that's how it is."

"Senior, you might as well speak more bluntly. Forget about such ethereal words."

"Pindao just didn't expect that Chen Yuan, the famous demon sword in the current dynasty Wu'anhou, had something to do with... the previous dynasty."

The words were astonishing, and Chen Yuan was startled for an instant, but there was no change on the surface:

"Chen doesn't understand what senior means."

The old Taoist Tianxu chuckled:

"Chen benefactor, don't worry, Pindao has always been strict with his mouth and won't say anything nonsense."

"Chen doesn't even understand what senior is talking about, so what's the point of saying it?"

Seeing Chen Yuan's expression of denial, Taoist Tianxu said in a condensed voice:

"If Pindao's expectations are not bad, there should be a blood-colored bead in Chen's benefactor's hand, um...it should be obtained when he was in Liangzhou some time ago."

Chen Yuan suddenly moved, thinking of the bead he got from Xiang Lingtian.

At that time, Senior Mo Luo once said that there were some refining techniques of Taixu Palace. At that time, he was still thinking about whether he had something to do with Qingyun Temple, and thought he would come to ask.