The old Taoist priest was led into the hall by Huang Wei, and Zhu Di saw the appearance of the old Taoist, with a childish face and fairy wind bones, and believed it in his heart. Let Huang Wei give the old Taoist a seat.

The old Taoist priest did not shirk, and after thanking the emperor, he sat down on the Jindun, looking at Zhu Di with blazing eyes, as if the other party was not the Ming Emperor who was murderous and the emperor of the universe in all directions, but an ordinary old man who was sick.

Zhu Di was unhappy when he was looked at like this, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was what a master in the world should do, so he said politely: "Dare to ask how long the immortal is long?" ”

"Lao Dao was born in the first year of Jingding." The old Taoist priest said infinitely in his eyes: "In this day of struggle in the world, it has been two Jiazi and forty years......"

Zhu Di's eyes widened and said: "In the first year of Jingding, you were born in the Southern Song Dynasty?" ”

"When Lao Dao was seven years old, Kublai Khan attacked Xiangfan, Lao Dao hid in the mountains with his family to avoid chaos, fortunately he was taught three volumes of Taoism by strangers, but unfortunately his talent was dull, and he practiced two Jiazi diligently, and he could not break free from the five elements, jumped out of the Three Realms, and eventually turned into dust." The old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed, as if he was still very dissatisfied with the fact that he could only live for one or two hundred years.

"Oh......" Zhu Di has always believed in ghosts and gods, otherwise he would not have spent money and money to build a large construction project in Wudang Mountain and give the Zhenwu Emperor a dojo. This is directly related to the fact that he was instigated to rebel by Yao Guangxiao's nonsense, and the monk Daoyan has been creating all kinds of prophecies and rumors to make Zhu Di believe that he is destined to return, and finally decided to rebel. In the Battle of Jingjing, Zhu Di took the lead in more than 100 battles, but he was unscathed, and it was extremely incredible to seize the world with a land, which made Zhu Di firmly believe that there were ghosts and gods to protect the body.

So Lao Dao said that he was more than a hundred years old, Zhu Di didn't question it much, but continued to ask: "I don't know what kind of Taoism I practice?" ”

"Tuna, Danfa, Daojutsu." Lao Dao said slowly.

"Can you show me a demo?" Zhu Di asked, staring at Lao Dao tightly.

"Yes." Lao Dao bowed his head slightly and said, "Lao Dao will give the emperor a dazzling performance." Under the gaze of the emperor and Huang Wei, he conjured a silver basin out of thin air, and then held a silver plate in one hand, and twisted a piece of rune paper in the other hand and shook it in the air, chanting a spell in his mouth, and the rune paper turned into an orange fireball and flew into the basin, and after a burst of smoke, the silver basin was filled with a basin of water.

"Oops! This is amazing! Huang Wei was dumbfounded and couldn't help but scream. Although Zhu Di didn't make a sound, the look of surprise on his face was no less than that of Huang Wei.

"It's not over yet!" Lao Dao burst out and poured the water in the silver basin into the sky, but what fell was thousands of colorful petals!

Smelling the pungent fragrance and looking at the dazzled in front of him, Zhu Di finally couldn't help but praise: "Good!" The Taoist is really good! ”

Lao Dao reverted to the indifferent appearance of the old god, holding a flower in his hand, and when he spread out his hand, the flower had become a Dao talisman, Lao Dao slowly shook his head and said: "This is just a spell, not a law." ”

"In my opinion, it's already amazing!" Zhu Di had already believed in Lao Dao for three or four points, and his eyes became enthusiastic when he looked at Lao Dao: "I don't know if I will see a doctor for a long time?" ”

Lao Dao shook his head and said, "Poor Dao has never practiced medical skills......

Zhu Di's disappointed eyes darkened, but he listened to the old Taoist and said: "Because cultivators are invincible, what is the use of studying medicine?" ”

"That'...... Can the Taoist see that I can cultivate the Tao? Zhu Di's tone also became cautious, lest he be hit again.

"The emperor's age is a little late...... Lao Dao looked Zhu Di up and down, his shining eyes seemed to be able to see through Zhu Di's internal organs: "Only by taking the Nine Turns Dragon Tiger Pill to make the emperor's dragon regain his youth, can he build a foundation for cultivation." ”

"Nine Turns Dragon Tiger Pill?" Zhu Di let the old Taoist be in a fog, and said that his heart was up and down, and he already believed five or six points. He looked at Lao Dao and asked, "Can this Dan cure my disease?" ”

"Hehe......" The old Taoist priest laughed incomprehensibly and said: "The emperor said that he laughed, after taking this Nine Turns Dragon and Tiger Pill, he can be reborn, wash his muscles and marrow, and let the emperor's dragon weight return to its prime, what do you say is a little sick?" ”

"Really?" Zhu Di coughed excitedly twice, only then did he realize that he was a little out of shape, and sat back on the soft couch and said, "Dao Chief, where is this elixir?" ”

"There is only one person in the world who can practice the poor way." Lao Dao said slowly: "But one turn nine days, nine turns eighty-one days, the refining time is a little longer. ”

"Don't tight, don't tight!" Zhu Di waved his hand, and immediately instructed Huang Wei: "Clean up the side hall and give it to the Dao Master for alchemy, you are responsible for collecting what materials the Dao Master needs!" Even the dragon liver and phoenix marrow have to be found for the Taoist chief, do you understand? ”

"The old slave obeys." Huang Wei complied.

Zhu Di grabbed the life-saving straw, his spirit improved a lot, and he chatted with Hu Daochang for a while about the art of immortality. I also heard that nine days later, the first turn of the golden pill will be released, Zhu Di couldn't help but be happy, and his trust in the old way couldn't help but increase to seven or eight points.

Talking about Xing, the eunuch outside reported to him, and Zheng He asked to see him.

At this time, it was not Zheng He on duty, and there must be something important to see, Zhu Di pressed down to talk about sex, and instructed Huang Wei to take the old way down and serve well. That's why Zheng He came in.

When Huang Wei went out with Lao Dao, he took a look at Zheng He, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, Zheng He also nodded politely, which can be regarded as a return of the courtesy. Looking at Zheng He's back as he entered, Huang Wei couldn't help but be secretly resentful, no matter how he stammered, his status in the emperor's heart was always inferior to Zheng He.

Huang Wei looked at Daoist Hu again, his eyes suddenly became warm, and he said in his heart that if he refined the Dan this time and cured the emperor's illness, what Zheng and Ma Sanbao would all have to stand aside!

Daoist Hu still had an unfathomable smile, and the old god was standing there......

Zheng He entered the dormitory and saw Zhu Di leaning on the back of the chair tiredly. There was a burst of excitement, and the emperor's physical strength had been overdrawn.

"Your Majesty," Zheng He didn't talk nonsense, and bowed down to report: "Shandong is reporting that Wang Xian has left Jinan and is heading north, and he should be in Cangzhou soon." ”

"How dare he come?" Zhu Di frowned suddenly, and repeated with a cold light in his eyes: "He dared to come ......" and repeated it twice before he looked up at Zheng He and said, "What do you think?" ”

"In the humble opinion of the minister, it may be that we have misunderstood Uncle Zhongyong, he received the order without stopping, and then went to Beijing day and night, which should be a clear performance in his heart." Zheng He said softly. His personal impression of Wang Xian is excellent, and he has always thought that Wang Xian will be the pillar of the Ming Dynasty in the next few decades, even if he has no personal relationship, he wants to excuse Wang Xian.

"Humph!" Zhu Di snorted coldly: "If he really has a clear conscience, why did he go to Qingzhou and then Jinan first, and then enter Beijing?" ”

"He went to Qingzhou to receive orders, as for passing through Jinan...... His family is in Jinan, so it's normal for people to visit, right? Zheng He said softly.

"He's clearly plotting!" Zhu Di had a seizure, and as soon as he became angry, the pain that seemed to have countless ants biting at the joints of the bones of his body struck again, making Zhu Di's expression hideous, and his voice was even more gloomy and terrifying: "Do you think everyone is as kind as you?" I see that he has arranged the back hand, so that he can enter Beijing without fear! ”

"The old minister is stupid," Zheng He asked slowly, "I don't know what kind of backhand he arranged?" ”

"Beijing, Shandong, towards the prince, there are more people who collude with him, and he has a back hand to prepare!" Zhu Di was so pained that beads of sweat rolled on his face, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said intermittently: "Shaft, he is no longer afraid of me!" I want to wrestle with me! ”

Zheng He didn't know whether the vertical son in Zhu Di's mouth was referring to Wang Xian or the crown prince, but no matter which one it was, it would be a great disaster for the Ming Dynasty! He also wanted to persuade the emperor again, but saw Zhu Di's face covered with sweat and pain. Hurriedly stopped talking, helped Zhu Di to lie down on the bed, and called the imperial doctor to come in and give Zhu Di a good acupuncture massage, the emperor relieved himself a little, but drove everyone out and lay alone in the dormitory.

Zhu Di was lying on the dragon bed sickly, looking at the top of the tent with some ghosts, wanting to raise his hand and rub his eyes, but he couldn't lift it, so he could only give up his efforts, sighed on his back, and said gloomily in his heart: 'The hero is old, and the teacher is rampant......

If you go back to a few years ago, even if it is this spring, when the dragon body is still considered Kangtai, Zhu Di will not take Wang Xian in his eyes at all, rubbing the beams, but with a wave of his hand, he can be crushed into powder! But now, the stiff hospital bed, the groggy emperor, has to painfully admit that with his aging and weakness, the Ming Dynasty has appeared a force that can challenge the imperial power!

Who are they? The Prince, Wang Xian, or the White Lotus Sect? One name after another swirled in Zhu Di's mind, and finally settled on Wang Xian.

Zhu Di thought about it, and found out that Wang Xian was a more terrifying opponent than the White Lotus Sect and the crown prince! Although the White Lotus Sect has many troops, its foundation is shallow, and at best it can only be a sufferer. The prince has a deep foundation and responds to every call, but he doesn't dare to do the act of killing the king and killing his father with his courage! Only Wang Xian, although he seems to be alone, can turn the power of the White Lotus Sect and the prince into his own use at the same time, and he is even more ruthless, even the princes and grandsons dare to kill, if he is really given a chance, he really dares to put a knife on the emperor's neck!

Thinking of this, Zhu Di felt a chill in his neck, and now he came to his senses completely, and began to carefully calculate how to deal with the situation in front of him!

Tossing and turning to the fourth watch, Zhu Di slowly spoke: "Call Zheng He." ”

Zheng He was waiting outside the palace, and hurriedly went to the palace when he heard the order, knelt in front of the emperor's bed, and asked softly, "What does the emperor command?" ”

"A few things, you go and do it." Zhu Di looked at Zheng He's aging face and hissed: "Immediately send someone to stop Wang Xian and let him return to Shandong." ”