The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

In this dignified atmosphere, the divination~fight began.

Jiajing looked at Lan Daoxing, and the only thing he valued most was the Lan Immortal.

Lan Daoxing and the prince looked at each other proudly, stood up, waved the whisk, and said with a strong Shandong accent: "Your Majesty, I'm ready! How about I come first?"

Jiajing nodded approvingly.

Zhang Tianshi's younger brother Liu Tianbao couldn't hold his breath any longer, he also came out and shouted: "Your Majesty, our Dragon and Tiger Sect is also ready. Please let us come first, Your Majesty."

Jiajing pondered for a while, still ignoring the Dragon and Tiger faction, nodded towards Lan Daoxing and said, "The Lan Immortal should come first."

Liu Tianbao could only retreat feeling depressed.

The Taoist priests of the Laoshan School sneered, gloating and sarcastic.

"To be a human being is to have self-knowledge!"

"Dragon and Tiger Faction, get out of here. The emperor doesn't want to see you anymore."

"Wouldn't you take the money and leave while you can return home with money?"

Amidst the taunts, the members of the Dragon and Tiger Sect were ashamed and angry, and the Laoshan Sect became even more powerful.

Lan Daoxing walked out arrogantly, in his eyes, where is the Dragon and Tiger Mountain?There is only one goal in his eyes, and that is Yan Song!

Today is the day of Yan Song's death.

He and the crown prince have already discussed it. Today, he will use this opportunity of divination to help Yan Song to give Yan Song the title of "big treacherous official", and use Jiajing's superstitious thoughts of gods to ruin all of Yan Song's future!Take away his power and send Yan Song to the grave step by step.

With his sleeves fluttering, Lan Daoxing walked up to Jiajing and Wang Huya with a wave of his fly whisk, and bowed in front of him.

Jiajing smiled slightly: "Lan Shenxian, today we still use Fushi for divination?"

Lan Daoxing nodded: "Your Majesty, please write questions for the gods. The poor Taoist came to support the spirit and explained. But supporting the spirit is extremely exhausting, and the poor Taoist skills can only be used by the emperor to ask the gods to answer three questions."

He handed Jiajing a brush: "Please use the fairy brush, Your Majesty."

Under normal circumstances, Jiajing would write with a royal brush, but Lan Shenxian said that to communicate with the gods, one must use this kind of [immortal brush] soaked in fairy water for three days and incensed for seven days, so that the gods can understand.Ordinary pens are not acceptable.

Anyway, Jiajing couldn't talk to the gods, so this magic stick Taoist priest just said what he said?

Jiajing wanted to let Wang Huya take a look at the rarity, picked up the fairy pen, and carefully wrote down the question on a piece of white paper provided by Lan Daoxing.

Wang Huya saw that the first question Jiajing wrote was: "Is the queen's birth a boy or a girl?"

Wang Huya felt sweet in her heart, and leaned on Jiajing's shoulder.

Jiajing patted the Queen's hand, and solemnly sealed the paper in an envelope. Of course, the envelope was also a special product provided by Lan Daoxing.

From the outside, the envelope fit perfectly, with no flaws at all.Except for Jiajing and Wang Huya, it is impossible for anyone to know what the problem is.

Lan Daoxing took the envelope, murmured something, half-closed his eyes, and walked to the center of the altar for offering sacrifices to heaven, where there was an altar.Lan Daoxing took the envelope to the candle on the altar and lit it...

This is considered to burn Jiajing's problem to the gods.

(Immortal: Immortal is dead? Burn paper for something?)

At this time, the Longhushan faction started to have a headache again.

Every time Jiajing asked this kind of Fushi question, they were dizzy and couldn't figure out how Lan Daoxing's tricks became.But it seems that Lan Daoxing can be accurate every time, guess what the question written by Jiajing in the envelope is, and give a targeted answer.The technical content is extremely high.

Although everyone is going around the world pretending to be gods and fooling around for food, but this fellow blue god is really brilliant, Longhushan can only stare blankly.

They were whispering.

"It's over, we're over again."

"This time Lan Daoxing is a shaman again, the result will definitely be the same as before, every answer will be a hit!"

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"In my opinion, our Dragon and Tiger faction should admit defeat early and still keep our face."

"Old Ancestor, you should quickly think of a way."

In the eyes of the ancestor of Longhushan, Zhang Tianshi, a brilliant light flashed!

"So that's the case. Why didn't I think of such a simple thing before? Thanks to the oracle sent by the gods, Li Chunfang explained my doubts to me, otherwise I would still be kept in the dark by Lan Daoxing! Hmph!"

Zhang Tianshi raised his mouth slightly: "Lan Daoxing, let's start your performance. I want to see what tricks you can do?"

Lan Daoxing really started his own performance.

He suddenly had a convulsion, his limbs twitched, foaming at the mouth, and his eyes turned white. He had a mahogany sword in one hand and a dust whisk in the other.

......

According to Fuji, this is the upper body of a ghost, ah bah, it is a god descending from the earth.Possessed on Lan Daoxing's body, he began to patiently answer Jiajing's questions like a door-to-door tutor.

His two disciples also came up one by one, and supported the two wooden sticks used for the shackles.

Ran Dao walked in front of the two wooden sticks, mumbled his mouth, and began to scribble on the sand table of the Fushi. After scribbling like ghosts, he left a ghost painting that no one could understand.

The ministers began to discuss.

"What the hell is this?"

"You don't understand! This is the magic power of the blue god! This painting is like the tortoise shell used for divination in ancient times. The texture created by fire represents the will of heaven."