Attunement into fine rules

A few days later, Wei Yuan received a post from Prince Gong, inviting him to a palace banquet.

Wei Yuan was not interested in going out to socialize and make friends, and originally planned to refuse, but Prince Gong has been with him for several months, how can he not know his temperament?

So I deliberately mentioned on the post that there will be a Dzogchen Foundation Establishment monk with a single spiritual root of the wood system who will attend this banquet together, which is not easy to imagine normally.

Come quickly if you want to see me.

As expected, Wei Yuan couldn't wait to bite the bait.

"Brother Cheng, is Brother Wei really coming today?"

Surrounded by a group of people, Fairy Feng was walking on the golden brick road leading to the Hanguang Hall of the Imperial Palace, and she nervously asked the gentle young man beside her: "I have sent people to invite him every day these days, but he never came to Xianchu Courtyard again. "

Although no one came, he would receive gifts from Brother Wei every time.

For example, sweet desserts that are as fluffy as clouds, or soft and cute white rabbit pillows.

Another example is a bottle of citrus-flavored perfume. The whole body is made of colored glass into the shape of a small crystal clear orange, which is just right for Fairy Feng to hold with one hand.

Press the small circular spray head on the top, and the fine perfume spray will spray out from the beautiful glass bottle.

The smell is fresh and pleasant, which is very suitable for little girls. She likes it very much. Spray a little on her wrists and ears when she wakes up in the morning, and the fragrance will last all day.

So even though Wei Yuan never accepted Fairy Feng's appointment once, she didn't feel offended and belittled. Instead, she looked forward to this fairy-like brother even more.

Fairy Feng is always surrounded by noble queens and grandchildren, and princes and princesses invite her to go out to enjoy flowers and play from time to time, but she misses her brother Wei more and more every day.

"His Royal Highness Prince Gong came to invite us today. Second Young Master Wei has healed His Highness's face. He has friendship with His Highness, so he should come over." Wen Runqing explained.

"Ah, that's great." Fairy Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and asked even more nervously, "Brother Cheng, how do you think I'm dressed today?"

"In the entire palace, there is no one more beautiful and lovely than a fairy." The Wenrun youth bent his eyes, smiled and looked her up and down with admiration, "If the Second Master Wei comes, among the crowd, the first thing you see It must be a fairy."

After hearing this, Fairy Feng was elated.

Feng Baoer followed Fairy Feng, compared to Guangyao Huacai's younger sister, she was dressed plainly and inconspicuously, only slightly better than ordinary maids.

Hearing Fairy Feng chattering ahead, she lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.

Fairy Feng walked into the Hanguang Hall, and soon a servant led her to sit on the seat to the left of the emperor.

Although she is young and only the daughter of the county magistrate, she has the aptitude of ice spirit root and has a bright future after stepping into the Tao, so she is destined to sit in the most important guest seat.

Not long after, he saw Wei Yuan being pushed by Wei Lang and entering the hall on a wheelbarrow.

Wei Yuan cured Prince Gong's face, and in the eyes of the emperor, he was considered a meritorious person, so even though he was white, he was not placed at the bottom of the table, and the position was above the middle.

As soon as Fairy Feng saw Wei Yuan, she immediately stood up from her seat, rushed over like a butterfly through flowers, and shouted with a smile, "Brother Wei!"

Then he sat beside Wei Yuan and reached out to hold Wei Yuan's arm.

"Hi fairy."

Wei Yuan also greeted her.

"I like the perfume you sent me very much, and the cream dessert, it's really delicious." Feng Xianzi looked up at Wei Yuan with sparkling eyes, "They are all stupid, they can't make that kind of dessert."

Although she has a high status, in Wei Yuan's eyes, she is just a greedy little girl who loves beauty, so she smiled and coaxed: "In this case, I will make some snacks in the kitchen and send a copy to the fairy."

"Brother Wei is so kind." Fairy Feng cheered happily.

The gentle young man sat in his seat, watching this scene from afar.

The little girl cuddled up to Young Master Wei Er affectionately, happiness flowed from the corners of her brows and eyes, and she did not hide her love in her heart.

For the past half month, he has been with Fairy Feng every day, trying his best to please her, but before the Second Young Master Wei can see her, he takes her heart away.

But... maybe that's fine too.

The Wen Run youth unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and after fanning a few, he said to Feng Baoer who was standing next to him with a natural attitude: "Your Majesty will be here in a while, you go and ask the fairy to return to your seat."

Feng Baoer was actually looking at Wei Yuan the whole time.

She also likes the big brother named Wei very much. She even accidentally spilled tea on her sister's skirt just to look at him.

And the gifts he gave to his sister, she was really envious.

It's just that she is more sensible than her younger sister, and her younger sister's identity is different from before, and the family has benefited from her younger sister. She can't fight, and she can't fight.

Fairy Feng was giggling while hugging Wei Yuan's arm, when she saw Feng Baoer walking over, saluted the two of them upright, "Fairy, Your Majesty is coming soon, please return to your seat."

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw that the little girl standing in front of him had the same face as Fairy Feng, but she was dressed more plainly and looked less happy.

"So the fairies are twins." Wei Yuan couldn't help being surprised.

"Yes." Fairy Feng replied, and then frowned impatiently at Feng Bao'er, "I know, I know."

Although Feng Bao'er can't compare to her anywhere, she has the same face as her.

Seeing her appearing in front of Brother Wei with such a face, I felt a little bit off for some reason.

After all, Fairy Feng had detected her spiritual root not long ago, and had not really entered the world of cultivators. She was still in awe of the emperor just like ordinary people.

So reluctantly let go of Wei Yuan's arm, and followed Feng Baoer to her seat.

Wei Yuan sat for a while, and sure enough, he saw the emperor, the empress and concubines, and a group of princes and princesses enter the arena.

The emperor was around fifty, and his appearance was not bad, but according to this era, he was already entering old age, with gray hair and beard, a bit fatter figure, and a slightly protruding belly.

Among them was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a star crown and gossip robe, who sat proudly on top of the guests opposite Fairy Feng, presumably the wood spirit root practitioner who was visiting.

Prince Gong no longer wore the gold silk mask, showing a resolute and handsome face, wearing a red dress embroidered with golden cloud patterns, and when no one else was paying attention, he pinched his eyes at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan also nodded to him.

This was the first time Prince Gong made an official appearance in public after returning to the imperial city.

Seeing that the mole on Prince Gong's face was gone, some civil servants smiled and congratulated him during the banquet: "His Highness the Sixth Highness has recovered from illnesses for many years. It is really gratifying. It must be the auspicious grace of the Holy Majesty to govern the world and benefit the world."

Scholars are capable, not only congratulating the king, but also flattering the emperor at the same time.

"Hahaha, this is Zhen'er meeting a good doctor, what does it have to do with me?" Although the emperor said so, he still smiled happily, "The gang in the Imperial Hospital were compared to a young man who turned into a living bag."

"Second Master Wei, is that right?"

Everyone present looked at Wei Yuan.

This question raises the hatred value very much. If you don't pick it up well, you can offend a large number of people in the hospital.

Wei Yuan heard the emperor talking to him suddenly, cupped his hands and said, "Return to Your Majesty, that's not the case."

"The so-called art industry has specialization. Everyone is good at different things. What Caomin is good at is only the disease caused by the womb. If it is other headaches and brain fever, it will not be cured."

It was the same in the first place, he was not a doctor, and knew nothing about medicine and pharmacology.

Many doctors who take saving people as their own responsibility and spend their whole lives studying medical skills are worthy of respect, and there is no need for him to belittle other doctors.

"I see." The emperor nodded, and Wei Yuan's statement was obviously more acceptable to him.

Ordinary people must be sincere and fearful when they are questioned by the emperor, and it is inevitable that their hearts are surging at this moment.

However, Wei Yuan didn't pay too much attention to the emperor in this world, and paid more attention to the wood spirit root cultivator who built the foundation and completed the Dzogchen.

He had looked at the other party's genetic chain just now, and found that there were indeed many differences from ordinary people.

For example lifespan.

In addition to being affected by living habits, life span is actually largely bound by genes.

A person's own genes determine when the person begins to age and when to die.

And the gene chain of the wood spirit root cultivator, which represents the code for aging and death, has undergone a mutation.

This means that the other party can maintain a youthful state for a longer period of time and gain a longer lifespan.

Cultivation is undoubtedly an extremely long process, like a butterfly transforming from a chrysalis, transforming into growth step by step, each step is difficult and full of danger.

But if these changes that have already occurred can be reproduced on the genes one by one... Will it be possible to quickly create another foundation builder?

And on top of the foundation is the golden core. Compared with the foundation builder, what kind of changes will happen to the genes of the golden core monks?

Wei Yuan was thinking, when he heard someone say again: "Young Master Wei is not only good at curing fetal diseases, but also good at playing the piano. It is said that the sound of the piano can communicate with ghosts and gods."

Hearing the words, Wei Yuan raised his eyes and saw that the person speaking was a handsome and gentle young man, who was sitting next to Fairy Feng, and had met him once in Xianchuyuan before.

... This person knows a lot, and he should have inquired about himself in private.

"Oh?" The wood spirit root cultivator was very interested when he heard this, "I have been trapped in the foundation building realm for many years, and this time I entered the world just to seek a breakthrough in enlightenment, and the master once said that if anything is done to the extreme, it is the Tao If Young Master Wei has such a beautiful voice, you might as well play it and listen to it."

What is Tao, I am afraid no one here knows better than Wei Yuan.

He used to be an immortal who was born in response to the fate of heaven and the Dao, and the rules of Taoism in the prehistoric universe were engraved in his soul and blood.

Even though he has a mortal body now, he has really touched the way of heaven.

...It turns out that breaking through the realm requires enlightenment.

He himself is also curious about the genetic changes from foundation establishment to alchemy formation. In this case, he might as well do as the cultivator wishes.

So he opened his mouth and promised: "Unfortunately, I didn't bring a piano, I have to borrow a piano from His Majesty."

"What's the problem?" The emperor smiled and clapped his hands, and said to the old eunuch standing beside him, "Big Companion, bring Duyou for Second Master Wei!"

Duyou is a Guqin that is treasured in the imperial palace and is famous all over the world. It is priceless.

And the emperor was willing to take it out for Wei Yuan to play, of course it was to please the wood spirit root cultivator.

Wei Yuan asked Wei Lang to clean up the table, set up the qin, and pressed Bai Yu's ten fingers on it.

When the first string was plucked, thousands of stars suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of the wood spirit root cultivator.

They form a bright nebula in the boundless night sky, slowly turning, running along their own trajectory.

Stars also have life and death, new stars are formed every moment, and old stars are dissipated.

Under the stars, there are seeds rustling out of the soil, babies making their first cry, flowers withering, and the dead returning to dust...

The long-stalled realm of the wood spirit root cultivator began to loosen.