My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Facing Qin Yanzhi's self-confidence, Jing Yue was speechless, remained silent for a while, and then poured his consciousness into Haotian Realm.

Just for a short while, the time in the small world didn't change much, but Jing Yue and Xiao Yanzhi had already arrived outside the gate of King Ning's Mansion.

Menzi was annoyed, but he was not intimidated by Jing Yue's appearance, and asked him to leave with a bad attitude.

Jing Yue: "I'm here to save lives."

Menzi was taken aback, then sneered and said, "Help? Who in the mansion needs your help?"

Jing Yue: "Ning Wang."

Menzi: "Presumptuous! How dare you curse King Ning?!"

Jing Yue didn't speak, just looked at the door silently.

Menzi felt a little guilty for some reason, and said: "How can those rumors outside be taken seriously, Prince Ning is in good health..."

"It's not good! It's not good! The prince can't do it! Hurry up, call the imperial doctor!!!"

Before Menzi finished speaking, he saw a servant rushing out scrambling, and the palace was in chaos.

Jing Yue: "So, is it really not necessary?"

The door was dumbfounded.

Not long after, Jing Yue and Xiao Yanzhi were welcomed into King Ning's mansion. As soon as he entered the inner room where King Ning lived, he felt a cold and evil aura, which was exactly the same as what he had sensed at the foot of Feihua Mountain. Teacher's handwriting.

I saw the person lying on the bed with protruding cheekbones and sunken eyes, so thin that there was only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones, and his breathing was weak, as if he could die at any time.

It must be known that King Ning is the younger brother of Emperor Chen, who is thirty-five years old this year, and he is in his prime, but now he looks like an old man, even his hair has turned gray.

Concubine Ning, who came in with him, cried: "My lord's illness is very strange. During the day, he is no different from ordinary people, but at night, the pain is unbearable, but there is no injury on his body, and the imperial doctor can't see it. any disease."

Jing Yue: "What kind of pain method?"

Concubine Ning was stunned, and said: "He, he said that it was as if he was tied to a copper pillar that was heated by charcoal fire, and his whole body was scorched by the fire, and sometimes he could smell the burnt smell, as if, as if..."

"It's like being tortured by a cannon." Jing Yue said softly.

Concubine Ning's whole body trembled, her pupils shrank sharply—isn't it the punishment of being burned?Just thinking about it makes her scalp tingle!

She swallowed, stumbled and said: "I, we also invited Taoist priests from Nanxing Temple to come to the mansion to exorcise evil spirits. Those Taoist priests are all capable, but unfortunately they are helpless. The temple master said that he would go back to the mountain gate to invite his master into the world. But this time and again, before he can invite someone, the prince will suddenly die..."

Jing Yue put one hand on King Ning's wrist, pretending to be the opponent's pulse, but in fact penetrated his spiritual sense into King Ning's body.After a while, he frowned slightly, and there was a lot of black energy lurking in King Ning's body, which almost swallowed up the purple and gold dragon energy, just like the sky above the capital.

Jing Yue thought, could it be that the national teacher needs dragon energy?Does he want to seek to usurp the throne?But if the other party is a cultivator and wants the throne of a country, why bother?

He suddenly remembered the discussion of the inn's disciples, saying that the royal clan members had died violently year after year, and if what the national teacher wanted was really dragon energy, then everything could be explained—as long as the royal family blood, there must be purple gold dragon energy in the body, blood The closer one is to the emperor, the purer the dragon energy will be. Once the dragon energy is sucked dry, wouldn't one have to die suddenly?

Now that the cause is known, it can be cured. He only needs to get rid of the black energy in King Ning's body, which is not difficult for Jing Yue.

But he didn't want the national teacher to be alerted, so he said to Princess Ning: "Bring a piece of peach wood."

Jing Yue pointed out that the wind was like a knife, and within a few breaths he carved a human form from the peach wood and made it into a wooden puppet with a forearm height.He pricked King Ning's finger again, took a drop of heart blood and injected it into the puppet's heart. The puppet climbed up to King Ning's bed spontaneously, lay beside King Ning, and even knew how to cover himself with a quilt, as if alive.

Immediately, Jing Yue pinched his fingers and murmured a mantra, only to see wisps of black air coming out of King Ning's nostrils and pouring into the puppets.As the puppet became darker and darker, King Ning's haggard face gradually became plump and rosy, and his hair also turned from frost to black.

Concubine Ning was already speechless by Jing Yue's miraculous methods, she hid behind the screen tremblingly, not daring to let the black air get on her body, but her eyes were fixed on King Ning.

Suddenly, she saw King Ning's eyelids move...

King Ning had already fainted from the pain, but when Yoyo woke up, he felt his whole body relax, as if he had taken a panacea, and he didn't feel any discomfort anymore, he felt completely refreshed!

"Am I... dead?"

Only by dying can one get rid of torture, right?

But why does hell look so much like his room?That's right, he just died, and his soul hasn't been taken away by ghost messengers yet.

King Ning turned his head stiffly. Under the candlelight, he saw a Taoist in a moon-white robe standing beside the bed. He subconsciously asked, "But Lord Bai Wuchang?"

Jing Yue & Qin Yanzhi & Lan Feng: "..."

Concubine Ning choked up, and cried bitterly: "My lord! You are awake! I almost scared my concubine to death!"

King Ning trembled, his eyes quickly filled with fear, "I, am I still alive?"

Concubine Ning took out her handkerchief to wipe her tears, but still stood far away: "Look at what you said, of course you are still alive, and the Taoist priest beside you is your lifesaver!"

"Help... benefactor?" King Ning closed his eyes in pain, and said in a mournful voice, "Why am I still alive?"

Princess Ning: "..."

When King Ning finally accepted the reality and realized that he was alive and well again, he jumped out of bed, kowtowed to Jing Yue and bowed: "Immortal Elder! There is no way to repay your kindness!"

The disease that even the imperial physician and the master of the Nanxing Temple could not do anything about before, was cured by this Immortal King at once. King Ning was convinced that the other party was really a god, especially since the Immortal didn’t take anything. This made King Ning’s awe and gratitude reach vertex.

Afterwards, Prince Ning's Mansion held a big banquet as a reward, Jing Yue did not shirk it, during the banquet, he saw that Prince Ning was hesitant to speak several times, so he asked, "Is there something else, my lord?"

King Ning had seen Jing Yue's methods, so he could not help thinking carefully, but he was also somewhat afraid of Jing Yue, so he dared not speak up.Now that Jing Xianchang asked, he immediately seized the opportunity and said, "It's like this..."

It turned out that he was asking for help for his imperial brother.

The emperor fell ill a month ago, at first it was just a common cold, but the imperial physicians took turns to diagnose and treat him, but there was no improvement. The emperor's body became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't sleep well at night like King Ning.

"Brother Huang always dreamed that he became a beggar. Either his arms and legs were cut off, his nose was cut off, and his eyes were cut off. In the worst case, he was hungry and cold, begging without dignity," King Ning said worriedly: "From years ago From half a month to now, Brother Huang has not shown up for many days, and it is said that his condition is getting worse..."

Jing Yue pondered and said: "Most of the emperor's illnesses are also strange, why don't you let the national teacher diagnose the emperor's illness? Doesn't he also know Taoism?"

King Ning's face changed, and there was resentment hidden in his fear, "Not long after the emperor's brother was ill, the national teacher did not allow the clan ministers to meet with the emperor, saying that he wanted to treat the emperor himself, but there has been no news."

Jing Yue: "Since that's the case, I won't be able to see the emperor, and I won't be able to diagnose and treat him."

King Ning said urgently: "As long as the elder is willing to give it a try, this king, no, the villain has his own way to let the elder see the emperor."

Jing Yue pretended to hesitate, and then listened to King Ning's way: "Now that the emperor is under the control of the state teacher, if something really happens, and the crown prince is still young, when the state teacher controls the government, the clan and vassals will definitely refuse to accept it, won't the world be in chaos? If you are merciful, you will definitely not want to see the people suffer."

Jing Yue thought to himself, it was rumored that the national teacher had always indulged the royal clan, but King Ning didn't seem to appreciate it?

However, King Ning's attitude is insignificant, and being able to sneak into the palace is a matter of business, so he nodded slightly: "It makes sense. Guoshi Chen is an outsider, and shouldn't be too involved in the world. I should take care of him, just a national teacher. I am deeply favored by the emperor, does the emperor trust me?"

King Ning said happily: "The Immortal Chief can just rest assured!"

In this way, Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi lived in Prince Ning's mansion temporarily, and they didn't know how King Ning would behave. Soon, a servant came to invite Jing Yue into the palace.

This time, Xiao Yanzhi was quite sensible, Jing Yue explained the reason to him, and he didn't insist on following up stubbornly, obediently and Lan Feng waited at Prince Ning's mansion.

When Jing Yue sneaked into the emperor's palace, he found that the room was full of evil spirits, the walls were covered with a layer of light black stains, and even the surface of the furniture ornaments had black spots like mold, exuding a faint stench, but ordinary people could not detect it.

A trace of disgust flashed across Jing Yue's eyes, and he looked towards the dragon bed.

The emperor lying on the bed was also very thin. He was sleeping at this time, but he was not sleeping peacefully. The eyeballs under his eyelids kept rolling, he muttered to himself, and his body twitched from time to time.

A servant tremblingly stepped forward and called him softly, but the emperor was still in a deep sleep, until Jing Yue patted his forehead lightly, and he faintly woke up.

After waking up, the emperor gasped for breath, then stared straight at the top of the bed, looking hopeless.Suddenly, he trembled all over, turned his head violently, saw Jing Yue's tears, and let them flow as soon as he saw them, and forced himself up and said, "Could it be the fairy, the fairy head? The fairy head, you have finally come to save me..."

At this time, his eyes were dark and bloodshot, and he looked really scary.

Jing Yue pressed his hand to signal him to lie down properly, and then stepped forward to check his pulse.

The divine sense penetrated into the emperor's body, and sure enough, the purple-gold dragon energy in the opponent's body had been stirred into flocs by the black energy.It stands to reason that as an emperor, the Zijin Dragon Qi should be condensed into a complete dragon shape, but now let alone the dragon shape, even the snake shape does not exist, and it is still slowly dissipating.

Jing Yue: "Tell me about your symptoms."

The emperor was eager to speak, and accidentally coughed violently, his heart and lungs were torn and hurt, but he suddenly felt a warm current from his wrists into his body, as if his whole body was soaked in hot springs, and his originally cold limbs became warm.

He knew that it was the fairy chief who was helping him, and the only doubt left in his heart was gone, and he said in a trembling voice: "The fairy chief, you must save me! Every night I dream that I have become the lowest Beggars, but they are not in the same place every time, and it seems that they are not at the same time. I have never heard of those years..."

The emperor terrifiedly talked about his dreams, about being stoned by children with abscesses all over his body, being chased and bitten by wild dogs while limping, being rubbed on the ground by hooligans when he was insane, and being beaten by a rich man with special hobbies. Captured and tortured by people, captured by the guards in the palace and sent to the leopard room in the palace to feed wild animals, etc...

"These dreams torment me day and night. I dare not fall asleep at all. Sometimes I can't bear it anymore. As long as I fall asleep, the nightmare will come again! And once I fall asleep, I can't wake up, no matter how noisy the outside world is. Wake me up, unless I die in a dream."

The emperor said that he had forgotten his title and even his own identity. He lifted the quilt and knelt on the bed: "Xianchang, King Ning has already told me that you have great magic power, and now only you can save me!"

Jing Yue: "People say that nine generations of beggars are exchanged for one generation of emperors. Everything in the dream is nothing more than your previous life. It's just that there are evil spirits hidden in your body that have a profound impact on you."

The emperor turned pale with shock: "Evil, evil? I am the Ninth Five-Year Lord, the destined emperor, how can there be evil near me?"

Jing Yue gave him a sideways glance, which meant "Is the Ninth Five-Year Master awesome?", so the emperor dared not speak.

After that, Jing Yue also made a puppet according to the method of treating King Ning, and cast a spell to introduce the evil spirit into the puppet.The emperor also suddenly felt his body lighten like King Ning, but he was awake at this moment, and he watched wisps of black air coming out of his nostrils...

The emperor's face was very exciting. After being stiff for a long time, he suddenly retched, and then raised his head and looked sullenly, "I trust the national teacher so much, why does he treat me like this?!"

Jing Yue: "How do you know that the national teacher harmed you?"

The emperor was stunned, "Isn't it? The national teacher is powerful, why didn't he help me force out the evil? He also forbade me to meet with the foreign ministers, he didn't want me to get better at all! Or is the evil just his means? What is he going to do? do what?!"

Although the emperor lowered his voice, he was almost roaring with anger in the end, and when he finished venting, he became worried again: "Isn't the national teacher a monster? Will he still want to harm me? Immortal, why don't you go away?" Just stay in the palace, I, I regard you as the new national teacher..."

Jing Yue pretended to be condescending and said with a smile: "If you are only worried about the national teacher, I will give you a fixed body talisman. When he approaches, you only need to activate this talisman, and the national teacher will be trapped. In this way, I will Take a shot, you can be sure that nothing will go wrong."

The emperor was overjoyed immediately.

Not long after, the news of the emperor's recovery spread throughout the country of Chen, and many people felt relieved, and the national teacher was as usual.

Seeing that the spring was approaching, the emperor specially summoned the national teacher to have an audience. In the queue of hundreds of officials, a young man holding Buddha's dust in his hand stepped forward solemnly. His lips were dark blue and his skin was pale. It is clear and energetic.

Just when he was asking about the emperor's health, the emperor suddenly raised an issue, "Hmph! I'm disappointed, I'm in good health!"

The national teacher frowned, and was about to say something, but he was surprised to find that he was fixed, as if there were countless iron clamps firmly clamping him, making him unable to move.

The national teacher looked at the emperor in amazement, wondering if it was the other party's fault, but saw the emperor jump up from the dragon seat, and shouted without image: "Immortal! I've pinned him down! Hurry up and take him away! !"

Immediately, a figure slowly walked out from behind the golden pillars in the hall under the astonished sight of all the officials.The other party was born like a god, with a pair of eyes that seemed to reflect the stars, and when people looked at them, their heartbeat would unconsciously miss half a beat.

The national teacher stabilized his mind and said: "Who are you?"

It was the emperor who answered him.

Probably because of the reliance, the emperor became more courageous, and even dared to point his nose and curse: "You monster! You actually set up a monster to harm me, and Immortal Jing is going to do harm to the people... for me today!"

The national teacher was stunned for a long time, with a sneering expression on his face, "Your Majesty, I will protect you in every possible way, protect your royal family, and protect the country of Chen, but you regard me as a monster. I don't know where to find a wild Taoist priest to take me in?"

The emperor said convincingly: "The elder fairy has already told me! You just want to suck the dragon spirit of the people in the royal family! Earlier, King Ning said that you were a wolf with ambition and framed Zhongliang. I still don't believe it. Now... Humph!"

He turned to Jing Yue again, urging once again: "Immortal Elder, the evildoer is here, please Immortal Elder to cast a spell!"

Before Jing Yue could move, an invisible coercion enveloped the hall, and all the officials in the hall trembled.

The national teacher snorted coldly: "You want to take me? It depends on whether you have the ability!"

A square seal slowly emerged in midair, exuding jasper brilliance, and in an instant, the national teacher was out of trouble.