West Garden, Yuxi Palace.

Jiajing wrote a line of small characters on a piece of yellow paper, and then folded the yellow paper himself, and then handed it to Huang Jin. Huang Jin got the folded yellow paper and turned around and walked towards the sanctimonious Taoist priest.

This Taoist priest is over forty years old, wearing a purple yang scarf, wearing a blue gossip robe, his beard has traces of repair, his facial features are not handsome, but he is upright and pretty, his demeanor is elegant, and he has a somewhat unfathomable appearance.

The blue-clothed Taoist priest took the piece of paper from Huang Jin's hand and did not examine it, but sandwiched it between his fingers. The stacked yellow paper burned and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Hey?

Huang Jin and the others looked at this scene, and their faces immediately became solemn.

Jiajing only felt a little surprised, but his face remained calm, the former immortal master Shao Yuanjie had this kind of fire-making technique, so he didn't produce too strong attack power.

The blue-clothed Taoist priest came to the sand table that had already been prepared, and the two little eunuchs held the two ends of the T-shaped frame, and he reached out to hold the push handle, and an awl was hanging on the sand table through a thin rope.

At the moment, when the awl is slightly pushed, it will shake irregularly, not to mention writing on the sand table "artificially", so the words that appear on the sand table are undoubtedly "heavenly machines".

After making preparations, the blue-clothed Taoist priest recited words in his mouth: "Zixu is not here, Cao Fu will also go, and my sister-in-law can come out." ”

Sister-in-law, that is, Zigu He Mei. According to legend, He Mei was born in Shandong, with outstanding talent and appearance, first married to a play, and then was favored by Li Jing, the assassin of Shouyang, so he killed his husband as a concubine, and was jealous of Li Jing's wife, and conspiracy to kill He Mei in the toilet on the night of the 15th Yuan Xiao Festival of the first month. He Mei's soul did not disperse, and often appeared faintly, crying and crying, but the heavenly court learned that the emperor of heaven had mercy on him and ordered him to be the toilet god.

The "Zixu" in the mouth of the Taoist priest refers to Li Jing, and "Cao Fu" refers to "Li Jing's eldest wife". As he spoke, the blue-clothed Taoist priest's body immediately shook like chaff.

Jiajing and the others knew that this was Zigu's possession, so no one dared to make a sound again, quietly looking at the Fu Ping who had begun to turn, waiting for the "heavenly opportunity" that was about to appear.

From the Western Han Dynasty to the present, Fu Ping has become more and more prosperous, especially in this dynasty, and many people know the art of Fu Ping. However, although there are many people who understand, there is no shortage of swagger and deception, and there are very few spirits who are truly related to God.

At present, this blue-clothed Taoist priest can be famous in the capital, and he was recommended by Xu Jie, so he is naturally the kind of rare helper who has a spirit body.

The blue-clothed Taoist priest was already possessed by Zigu, and the whole person was bent down and standing in front of the helper, his body seemed to be retracted into the wide gossip robe, and the awl hanging on the shelf moved on the sand table.

"This man's method is not good!"

Huang Jin stood beside Jiajing and looked at the situation in the sand table. Although there were horizontal and vertical strokes on the sand table, there was no font, and I couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest in confusion, and finally looked at Xu Jie.

This Taoist priest was recommended by Xu Jie, and at the moment, he Xu Ge Lao will undoubtedly be responsible, and even bear the wrath of the saint.

Jiajing, who was wearing a plain white robe, naturally saw the situation in the sand table, his brows frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, but the whole person was like a volcano that would erupt at any time.

Originally, he had always believed in cultivating immortality, but moving to Yuxi Palace and this sudden illness made him feel unhealthy, and even felt the breath of death in his body, which caused him to be shaken by immortality.

And just now, he wanted to ask God when he would be immortal, and whether he would be immortal after all. Obviously, his Dao heart had been shaken, and he was beginning to feel confused.

He wrote the question on the yellow paper, and watched the Taoist priest burn the yellow paper. Originally, he still had some expectations for the Taoist priest recommended by Xu Jie, but he looked at the sand table so far without a word, and his heart inevitably swelled with a little disappointment and anger.

Xu Jie looked at the situation on the sand table, and even felt the invisible killing intent of the saint, his face could not be more indifferent, and his eyes looked sharply at the blue-clothed Taoist priest who was still helping him.

"Your Majesty, look!"

But at this time, Huang Jin pointed to the sand table and said in surprise.

Jiajing's eyes looked at the sand table, but saw that the situation on the sand table suddenly changed. The font that was originally unrecognizable, after adding two strokes to the vertebrae, turned out to be a font, like a stroke of genius like the finishing touch.

"Dao heart is strong, longevity is boundless!"

In just a breath, a line of words appeared on the originally chaotic sand table. Although the font is crooked, the handwriting is too clear and legible, and the meaning of the appearance is very obvious.

"This ......"

Jiajing couldn't help but feel too shocked in his heart, and his face showed a rare look of horror.

He wrote down the confusion in his heart on the paper, and Huang Jin didn't know the content of the note. The blue-clothed Taoist priest took the note and burned it, and the sand table was inexplicably generated with words, and an answer appeared.

Obviously, there is only one explanation here, and this Taoist priest who has heard of it in Yanjing is really a Shinto. This line of words on the sand table is that God answered the confusion in his heart, and made him firmly continue to cultivate, and then it will inevitably be a boundless longevity.

As soon as he thought of this, a huge joy surged into his heart, and his cultivation all the time must not be in vain. As long as he can continue to strengthen his Dao heart, he will definitely be able to cultivate immortality.

Unlike Shao Shenxian and Tao Shenxian, the two of them are immortals, while this Taoist priest is "Heavenly Machine", which is an accurate and obvious one given to him by the immortals.

Bang!

Before Jiajing made it clear, the hand of the Taoist priest left the wooden handle, and his body seemed to be emptied, and he immediately fell to the ground softly, and he had already fainted.

"Disciple, thank God for the clear sign!"

Jiajing even believed that this was a Taoist priest with a spirit body, and he was quite moved in his heart, and immediately saluted to the sky.

Huang Jin and the others saw that the saint made such a statement, and immediately knelt down on the ground, and thanked God with the saint, while Xu Jie, who was also kneeling on the ground, was obviously relieved.

After a while, the blue-clothed Taoist priest woke up, his eyes full of confusion, and muttered, "Where am I?" ”

"You are in Yuxi Palace, why did you forget, the emperor is still here, don't lose your temper!" Huang Jin asked the little eunuch to take care of him, and he kindly reminded him.

When the Taoist priest saw Jiajing standing in front of him, he immediately looked nervous and saluted: "Poor Dao to meet the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" "It seems to have forgotten what happened before, and at this time it seems to be uneasy.

"Immortal Master doesn't need to be nervous, dare to ask Immortal Master He Zun!" Jiajing saw his nervousness, but asked with satisfaction.

The Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, and replied seriously and slightly proudly: "Poor Dao Lan Dao Xing!" ”