Chang'an City, Luo'an Mansion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Haogui is the emperor, and there are naturally a lot of concubines, maybe less than three thousand, but there must be a number of three hundred, there are many concubines, and there are many heirs, but because the mother is a mortal, these heirs can only be regarded as middle-class assets in terms of talent and cultivation, and they are not taken to heart by Li Hao.

is the only one who is deeply favored by Li Hao, and even surpasses Li Hao's favorite concubine.

It is the princess of Luo'an born to the queen today, the beauty of the heavenly immortal is second, and the more important thing is that her cultivation posture can be called a demon, born with a pair of cultivation bones, when she was six years old, she worshiped under the first golden immortal Guangchengzi, and now it is only two decades, she has broken through the Daluo Golden Immortal, enjoying endless longevity, and her cultivation posture is comparable to Yang Jian, the son of the human immortal.

The private mansion after adulthood is also the largest among all the princes and princesses, and its luxury is not at all comparable to other princes and princesses.

However, Princess Luo'an's favorite place to stay is not the gorgeous places in her mansion, but the backyard of her mansion.

The backyard is quiet and serene, there are no particularly luxurious ornamental plants, not even a peony rose.

Only one tall ginkgo tree grows in the courtyard, and its golden leaves are like golden leaves, reflecting the sunlight, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

Under the ginkgo tree sat a young man in green clothes, with long black hair naturally sprinkled out, two slender sword eyebrows with a handsome and upright air, a smile with a slight upturned smile at the corner of his mouth with a hint of elegance, making people feel like a spring breeze, ten slender snow-white fingers like a woman gently played the seven-stringed guqin in front of him, like a handsome boy who walked out of the picture.

The sound of the piano flows from the fingertips, as if a spring in the mountains flows through the hearts of the people, and people can't help but immerse themselves in the sound of the piano.

A breeze blew and blew off a burst of gold leaves, and the young man still did not change his face, playing the piano by himself, as if there was only such a piano in his eyes.

A woman suddenly walked out of the side door, her steps were light, as if she was being a thief, but the clothes she was wearing were extremely luxurious, and it was obvious that she was the owner of this courtyard, the princess Luo'an, who was the most favored by the emperor today.

The man playing the piano continued to play his tune in an orderly manner as if he hadn't noticed the comer.

And Princess Luo'an sat quietly next to the man, as if she was afraid of disturbing the man's relationship, the jade hand held the cheek, closed her eyes and listened to the man's piano quietly, with an intoxicated and happy expression on her face.

At the end of the song, the man spoke, "Why did you come back so early today? Aren't you still cultivating at this time?"

"Master and Uncle seem to have something today, saying that they have found the Buddha's relics. Luo An said truthfully, in the whole world, what she believes in most is the person in front of her, even more than her father and master.

"Buddha relics?" The man's face finally changed slightly, and he turned to look at Princess Luo'an, "What has happened to the teachings recently?"

"Yes, my Uncle Fuxian went to Xiniu Hezhou, but he didn't come back, as if he died in the hands of Dongsheng Sanzang. "Although the death of Fuxian Zhenren has not yet been worn out, Luo'an, a princess with a special identity, still knows about it.

The man frowned at first when he heard this, and then his face showed a little abruptness, "I see, that Sanzang is also an interesting monk, but if you use the relics as bait, Yunlong is afraid that he will be close." In this way, Nanzhan Buzhou is going to be a mess again. ”

"Phantom, what are you talking about? I don't understand it? Didn't my master and them find out the real Buddha relics and just took them out as bait? But how do you know?" Luo An was puzzled.

The man smiled lightly, did not answer, and continued to pluck the strings, the sound of the piano was melodious, like a bubbling clear stream flowing in Princess Luo'an's heart, and the aura between heaven and earth also converged towards Princess Luo'an at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In addition to Li Hao's powerful genes and Guang Chengzi's teachings and huge resources, what is more important is that the phantom spirit has been the marrow of Luo'an several times, making Luo'an's perception of the aura and laws of heaven and earth far beyond ordinary people.

It was not the first time that Luo An had experienced it, and he also skillfully closed his eyes and did not speak again, his mind moving with the sound of the piano.

At the end of the song, Luo'an was still immersed in his feelings and did not wake up.

And the phantom spirit's face turned slightly pale, this way of forcibly leading the monk to comprehend the avenue, even if the eighth or ninth layer of Da Luo wants to do it, it is very difficult, Rao is phantom spirit is extraordinary, but this series of consumption is not small, especially after Luo'an's strength has become stronger.

It's just that after every playing, Luo An fell into cultivation, and didn't know about this matter at all, only thinking that it was very simple for the phantom to do this kind of thing, and the phantom had never mentioned this matter to her.

Looking at the things and I forgot about Luo'an, the warm color in the phantom's eyes flashed away, and then brought a solemnity, the storm in Nanzhan Buzhou is about to rise, I don't know if I can continue to stay here, you should not cause trouble during this time.

Eastern Emperor?

The phantom sighed faintly, and a Buddha's shining relic suddenly appeared in his hand, because of this relic, he could hide here for ten years, but today he has to leave because of this relic?

The ginkgo tree trembled, the golden leaves fell, and the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, ancient and modern.

A small, unknown place in Nanzhan Buzhou.

Long Yunfeng looked at the immortals coming and going on the street, although they all restrained their mana in order to avoid disturbing mortals, but with their concealment, how could they hide it from Long Yunfeng?

In the past few days, scattered immortals have been gathering in Chang'an, especially in the past few days, one by one scattered immortals have poured in, and there are many "famous people", such as the two immortals of Yingzhou, the three monsters......

This was the fifth day of Long Yunfeng's arrival in Chang'an, and the news of the relics in Chang'an began to spread the day after Long Yunfeng entered Chang'an.

On that day, the golden light soared into the sky, and a majestic golden body of the Buddha was condensed in mid-air, and the momentum was so great that the people and monks of the entire Chang'an City saw it, and all the monks were like fishy cats frantically gathering towards this side.

Long Yunfeng could be very sure that the breath was pure Buddhism, but he didn't know why, he was a little uneasy, so he asked Tang Seng to go out to find out the news first, and he hadn't done it yet.

Although Sun Wukong has seventy-two changes, and he is relatively proficient in exploration news, his seventy-two changes can only deceive some ordinary Da Luo, and at this time, Chang'an City is mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are all kinds of people, so Long Yunfeng still sent Tang Seng for the sake of prudence.

The Twelve Grades created the White Lotus Talisman, even if those masters could see that he was unusual, they couldn't see him, let alone find out the traces of Long Yunfeng from Tang Seng.

"Big brother, there's news. Just as Long Yunfeng was looking at the scattered immortals around, Tang Seng who had changed his costume came out from the side.

"Big brother, the scattered immortal who got the Buddha's relics in Nanzhan Buzhou was discovered by Guangchengzi who explained the relics just after getting the relics, and then he was injured by Guangchengzi and escaped with the relics. Tang Seng probed himself and said them one by one.

"Have you ever inquired about the origin of that scattered immortal?" Long Yunfeng asked, if you can escape under Guang Chengzi's hands, the worst is the eighth layer of Da Luo, otherwise such a combination of Soul Bell and Fan Tianyin, even if it is the seventh layer of Da Luo, it will be the rhythm of seconds.

"I don't know, but the teachings have so tightly concealed the news in this regard, and if it weren't for the dazzling golden light that erupted from the Buddha's relics, this matter would not even have been publicized. All those in the know are also silent, for fear that others will take food from them. Tang Seng said truthfully.

"Really?" Long Yunfeng's face flashed with a hint of playfulness, this is really interesting, a scattered immortal who doesn't know the origin suddenly appeared, and suddenly had a relic, and it happened to be discovered by the teaching, and the news came out so powerfully.

"Boss, what are we going to do next? Are we going to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?" Tang Seng said.

"That's right, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, it's just us, it's me. You take care of Wukong and Xiangu, I will go to Luowu Mountain alone to see, I always feel that this relic is strange. The few relics that appeared before don't seem to be so much moving, and the Buddha's light is rushing into the sky? Such a cool thing is usually only displayed when recruiting believers, but at this time, there are few Buddhists, will they still recruit believers? The principle of low-key life, Zhun Ti should be very familiar, and Rulai is not a fool. "Long Yun Feng Dao.

After finishing speaking, Long Yunfeng's whole person disappeared in place.