Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

"Come back again?"

Central Heavenly Palace, Xuanhuang Emperor Palace.

Cui Yin was in a trance. Looking at the familiar majestic imperial palace, a complicated expression appeared on his face, which turned into surprise.

Her cultivation improved much faster here, and even her status was much higher!

The people who came and talked were all immortal officials and gods, and even some deities would greet her with a smile when they saw her!

Thinking of this, Cui Yin adjusted the divine clothes on his body, with a smile on his face, and whispered:

"Somebody come!"

The loud and powerful voice resounded throughout the huge Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace, but no one responded.

"Um?"

Cui Yin was stunned for a moment, raised his slanted eyebrows, and his eyes became serious:

"What happened??"

She was shocked to notice that many places in the imperial palace were covered in dust, as if no one had cleaned them for a long time. Many of the gifts originally piled on the side of the hall had disappeared.

Nearly half of the eighteen golden and jade sacred pillars in the palace are missing, and the remaining sacred pillars have also become dim, so that the majestic imperial palace seems to be on the verge of collapse!

What happened to the Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace? ? ?

Her heart skipped a beat. There were hundreds of fairies serving as attendants in the imperial palace, and nearly a thousand servants in the realm of gods and humans, but none of them were seen at this moment. The entire imperial palace was dead and empty!

Cui Yin's expression changed, and after thinking for a moment, he stepped forward, opened the door of Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace, and walked out of the dusty Emperor's Palace.

Outside the imperial palace, the ground is filled with Qingyun and auspiciousness is everywhere. The Nantian Gate in the distance is still majestic and majestic, hazy with a dazzling fairy light.

Cui Yin saw a familiar old immortal with sharp eyes, and quickly stepped forward and shouted:

"Yue Lao!"

The old immortal stopped and looked at him in surprise. He looked at Cui Yin for a moment and said hesitantly:

"Are you Mr. Cui?"

"it's me!"

Cui Yin was even more surprised and asked with a frown:

"Yue Lao, what happened in the Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace? Why is it like this??"

She was a little anxious, and in addition, Yue Lao had always been extremely respectful to her in the past, so her tone was unknowingly a bit unkind.

Yue Lao frowned, thought for a while, and said:

"It was said before that Master Cui disappeared. It seems that he went into seclusion, right? This seclusion lasted for nine thousand years, which is long enough!"

"Nine thousand years??" Cui Yin was surprised and asked in surprise without even noticing Yue Lao's slightly sarcastic tone:

"What happened in the past nine thousand years?"

The old man Chui Muyue, who was about to end his lifespan, raised his eyelids and said calmly:

"It seems that Master Cui really doesn't know anything. Considering the past friendship, I advise Master Cui that you should leave the Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he patted his forehead and said happily:

"But I forgot that you are the head of Xuanhuang Palace, and the immortal book is in Xuanhuang Palace. Those maidens and servants can go there, but you can't, ha!"

Cui Yin also noticed something unusual at this time. The Yue Lao's attitude towards him changed drastically, and he no longer had the previous respect.

She frowned and said:

"So, please ask Yue Lao to answer for me, what exactly happened here?"

"I'm too old to talk."

Yue Lao originally wanted to just lift up his feet and leave, but when he saw the fierce aura rising from the body of Master Cui in front of him, he just remembered that this person was also a true immortal.

He hesitated for a moment, but after all he did not want to become enemies with a true immortal, and said slowly:

"Five thousand years ago, the Fairy Mother issued an order to summon Emperor Xuanhuang, but when there was no response, the Fairy Mother was angered.

Then eight hundred years ago, Emperor Gouchen returned to heaven from the underworld, held a grand banquet, and invited immortals and Buddhas from all over the sky. Everyone named on the invitation was present, but Emperor Xuanhuang did not go and did not even show his face."

After a pause, Yue Lao's voice became erratic:

"That time, Emperor Gouchen was furious, and then the heavenly officials performed divination, but they were shocked to find that Emperor Xuanhuang was no longer in the world. He had even been removed from the throne over the years. He probably died somewhere.

Over the past eight hundred years, the immortals in the Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace have moved around, changing their masters, and it has become what you see today. "

After hesitating, he added:

"Originally, it was not like this, but in recent years, both the Fairy Mother and the emperors have more or less expressed their dissatisfaction with Emperor Xuanhuang.

Now that the Xuanhuang Emperor has probably fallen again, many immortals will naturally die. In fact, there are actually a few immortals who have gained the favor of a certain emperor because of this! "

Cui Yin was stunned.

Emperor Xuanhuang fell? ?

Her heart was empty and she was hesitant.

Yue Lao shrugged and said lazily:

"Okay, that's all I have to say. Master Cui can take care of it by himself. From time to time, the Immortal Family will come to Xuanhuang Palace to dismantle some Immortal Gold and Divine Iron. Even though Master Cui is back, it's best for you. Don’t try to stop it!”

After saying that, Yue Lao walked away like a god of plague, leaving Cui Yin alone in the wind.

Emperor Xuanhuang has fallen!

She was horrified, and felt an inexplicable sense of sadness in her heart. Although she had never met this emperor,

But after all, he has inherited the favor of the emperor and has been a happy immortal for a hundred years, but now

Cui Yin sighed softly, lamenting the impermanence of things in the world, and thought about it for a long time. After all, he still had no intention of going to the Xianji Department to break away from his identity as the head of Xuanhuang Palace.

She still had one thought in her mind. Since the Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace had not been completely abolished, what if, what if the emperor was still alive?

When will you come back?

Thinking of this, Cui Yingang turned back to the Xuanhuang Emperor's Palace and looked at the dilapidated main hall.

While she felt disappointed, she also personally performed mystical magic and spent most of the day tidying up the imperial palace and dispersing the dust.

The imperial palace took on a new look, barely regaining some of its former grandeur. Cui Yin was stunned and suddenly smiled bitterly:

"But I didn't expect that there are also human beings in heaven."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly.

‘Boom! ! ’

The gate of the imperial palace was pushed open violently, and several immortals walked in, led by a huge-looking god. The imperial palace rumbled as they stepped on it.

"Well, this one is pretty good. If you tear it apart, take it back and refine it, it will become a good weapon!"

The Giant Spirit God hugged a golden and jade divine pillar that supported the imperial palace, and exerted force suddenly. The divine pillar swayed, and he pulled it up forcefully!

"What are you doing?!" Cui Yin was shocked and angry.

Several immortals looked sideways in surprise, and it took them a while to recognize Cui Yin. The giant spirit god said "yo" and said happily:

"Master Cui? Why are you still here in Xuanhuang Palace?"

"Put the pillar down!!"

Cui Yin was extremely angry, and finally knew what was going on with the missing golden and jade pillars!

"I respect you, sir, do you really think of yourself as the master of this imperial palace? Your master has fallen!"

The Giant Spirit God is not Yuelao. He is already a great immortal and is good at fighting. How could he care about Cui Yin?

With one force, he pulled out the golden and jade divine pillar, then slapped Cui Yin away in anger with a palm, and warned:

"Don't look for trouble!"

Several immortals from Doube left in a swaggering manner.

At this time, half of the support of the golden and jade divine pillars was lost, and the imperial palace swayed. Finally, it could no longer hold up and collapsed!

Smoke and dust billowed.

In the ruins, Cui Yin saw that his 'home' that he had lived in for hundreds of years was destroyed. He suddenly felt sad, and finally couldn't help it, and burst into tears.

………………

At this moment, by the North Sea.

"Oh my God, it's going to rain."

Countless people prayed around the altar, and all of them had sallow complexions, chapped lips, and some even showed signs of dehydration.

The young man wearing a mask walked down the long street. The face under the mask was extremely gloomy. The Qin Dynasty lasted for nine thousand years, but for him only less than one year had passed.

This Beihai City looks familiar, with a bit of its former glory, but it has long since lost its past prosperity, presenting a dilapidated and desolate scene.

A small glimpse into the big picture, coupled with some lamentations heard along the way, what a seventeenth year of drought.

Lu Xuan felt a little more angry and wanted to go to the Beihai Dragon Palace immediately and capture the Beihai Dragon King for questioning!

When he left, everything in the world was in good weather, it could be said that singing and dancing were at peace, and every household was full of granaries, but now...

While Lu Xuan was depressed, he caught a glimpse of a rough man striding up to the rain platform and said loudly:

"Everyone listen to me!"

The feeble calls for rain gradually died down, and the people with pale faces and chapped lips looked up.

The rough man shouted:

"For seventeen years of drought, God is angry. But do you know why God is angry?"

This man was full of energy and blood, and his voice exploded in the open space, causing many poor people to look at each other.

Lu Xuan frowned deeply and watched quietly.

Without waiting for the poor people to think, the rough man continued to speak loudly, asking and answering himself:

"It's because the Qin Emperor was immoral and the Qin Emperor was tyrannical! Over the past thousands of years, the Qin Emperor built 365 towers to the sky, built the Epang Palace, built mausoleums, built the Great Wall, wasted the people and money, disrespected the immortals and Buddhas, and offended the people. God!"

The man was vigorous and high-spirited, pacing back and forth:

"Now, God is angry. We have no way to survive. Many families in Beihai City alone are dead!"

He shouted hoarsely:

"What should I do? What should I do?!"

The poor people looked at each other in shock, but no one said anything.

After a while, a little old man cursed:

"Where did this bitch come from? You are here to confuse people with your lies. Get out! Your Majesty is innocent? How did you say this?"

He put his hands on his hips and cursed:

"Since the severe drought, how many granaries have your Majesty opened for disaster relief? How many land taxes have been exempted? How many benevolent policies have been implemented? Even corvee service has been abolished. I was the one who built the Great Wall back then. I only care about fish and meat. I still have eighty yuan a day. My grandson My son’s study is free of charge!”

The rough man on the rain platform had his brows twitching and said angrily:

"Old man! You've been kneeling for so long that you can't straighten your back! You are a lackey of the tyrant and a traitor to the public!"

He jumped off the high platform and walked back step by step, his eyes wide open:

"I'll beat you to death, you lackey!!"

After saying that, the rough man raised his huge fist amidst the exclamations of the crowd, stirring up the energy and blood, shaking the sound of tigers and leopards, and was about to smash the little old man to death.

suddenly.

A young man wearing a mask stopped in front of the little old man at some point. Without any movement, the rough man broke his limbs, collapsed on the ground, and howled miserably!

"Who asked you to come?"

Amidst countless frightened eyes, the young man lowered his eyes and stared at the howling man. The man's mind was captured and he couldn't help but speak:

"The eldest master asked me to come here to promote the city, give him a plant of elixir, hundreds of spiritual fruits, and countless money."

Many poor people were in an uproar. The little old man stuck his head out from behind Lu Xuan and spat heavily.

"Pooh!!"

Lu Xuan's expression was cold, and he stared at this rough man. All the causes and effects were floating in his eyes. When he traced the root cause, he saw a monk at the earthly immortal level.

He pointed his finger and smashed the rough man's soul into pieces. He followed the cause and effect with murderous intention and wiped out the earthly immortal's three souls and seven souls.

After the spin, Lu Xuan didn't even look at the man who had lost his voice. He smashed the rain platform with one palm and said calmly:

"As a human being, I don't seek immortality or sue Buddha."

After saying that, he raised his head and whispered:

"Wind, clouds, rain."

As soon as the words fell, the wind suddenly rose, the clouds gathered, and the rain poured down!

"It's raining, it's raining! It's raining!!"

Countless poor people were ecstatic, holding the heavy rain with their hands and pouring it into their mouths. The cheers continued and gradually resounded throughout Beihai City.

"Thank you, Immortal, thank you Immortal!!" The little old man was the first to bow, and then all the poor people nearby prostrated towards Lu Xuan,

But he shook his head and said:

"I'm not a fairy, I'm just a human being."

After thinking for a while, Lu Xuan said again:

"I come from the temple."

The little old man was excited and shouted:

"Are you sent by His Majesty?"

"I am."

The voices of the poor people changed. They no longer called immortals, but called "Your Majesty Hong Fu", "Long Live Your Majesty", etc.

A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face and he said with a smile:

"Don't call His Majesty long live. If you really want to live long live, you'll have to die a long time ago. That's all!"

After the words fell, when the poor people looked up again, the young man wearing the mask had disappeared.

Meanwhile, over the North Sea.

Lu Xuan's figure emerged, but he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and said in a loud voice:

"Dragon King, get out!"

The roar shook the entire North Sea, and the tide surged, but no real dragon emerged.

for a long time.

Prime Minister Turtle emerged from the bottom of the sea, trembling with fear, and bowed his head:

"I've seen the Immortal!"

"Where is the Dragon King of the North Sea?" Lu Xuan asked.

Prime Minister Turtle trembled and said:

"Reporting to the Immortal, Your Majesty, he secretly made rain seventeen years ago and was captured by the Heavenly Court long ago!"

Lu Xuan's expression suddenly darkened.

………………

Heaven.

"Um?"

An immortal frowned and looked sideways in the direction of Beihai:

"There are living beings who make rain without permission. How brave you are! Send an order and send the soldiers down to the lower realm to catch those who make rain without permission!"

"yes!"

A god-general responded, calling for his military followers, and the fierce evil spirits left the lower world.

The immortal seemed to remember something and asked sideways:

"Did the Dragon King of the North Sea plead guilty?"

"Lord Qi, not yet."

"Well, then he will be imprisoned for another hundred years, tortured day and night, and then released after a hundred years!"

(There will be another chapter later, and it’s the end of the month. Please vote for me! I’m hungry!)

(Additional updates will be placed around New Year’s Day!)