New White Snake Asking Immortals

Daming Palace.

During the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, Li Tangxiong dominated the world and was unstoppable. If he did not do anything, he would not die. More than 200 years ago, because the prince colluded with the magic sect to intervene in the battle for the position, his luck was seriously damaged and there was a crisis of collapse. Fortunately, Yuan Tianshi devoted all his life's knowledge to Chunyang Palace. The cooperation prolongs Li Tang's luck, and it is rumored that Yuan Tianshi used the real dragon to suppress the luck and continue Li Tang Guozuo.

The Tang Dynasty was prosperous again, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment all over the world.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and Yuan Tianshi originally planned to use dragons to suppress luck for three or four hundred years.

Unexpectedly, two hundred years later, the White Snake, who had been suppressed in the True Dragon Palace, unexpectedly left the Daming Palace. The heavy rain flew away on August 15th. Tens of thousands of people in Chang'an City saw it with their own eyes.

There was heavy rain, thunder and lightning, and a huge white snake swept past Chang'an City and headed straight for the river.

It was rumored in the palace that the prince Li Zhang, who forced the palace to rebel, unintentionally broke the seal and let the real dragon go. Since then, Li Tang's power has declined, and every year is getting worse. , not the real Son of Heaven.

After many years of ups and downs, Li Zhang died of physical and mental exhaustion, and his twelve-year-old prince succeeded to the throne.

It's still the Daming Palace.

A young woman in a white and blue-striped priestly robe walked through the dark palace gate.

The woman's eyes seemed to linger on every building, and she seemed to be unable to bear it. With a complicated complexion, she followed the female officer to the familiar and unfamiliar palace.

Along the way, the signs of Li Tang's decline can be seen from the details of the palace.

The damaged bluestone floor tiles that will not be replaced in the future, the green grass growing in the gaps, the weeds between the roof tiles, and the palace ladies and eunuchs who are old, sallow, emaciated, and dull-eyed, why were they so depressed back then...

"Ugh……"

Sighing lightly, there is nowhere to describe the memories in my heart.

She was Li Xiangling who accompanied Li Chongqian to the mountain for treatment and finally stayed on the mountain to practice.

Without Dao heart, she can only stay in Shenhua Mountain as a registered disciple. Unlike those disciples who can understand Taoism when they go up the mountain with Dao heart, she first practiced outer sect skills to become a monk, and then it took decades to comprehend Pure Yang Dao Fa has become a true pure yang disciple, with more experience, the higher the state of mind, one drink and one peck has its own destiny, and now it is the perfect state of golden elixir, and it is just around the corner to step into Yuanying.

For the first time in more than two hundred years, he stepped into Chang'an City again, and returned to the palace where he was born, grew up and lived for more than ten years.

Two hundred years later, the city of Chang'an has become strange, and the Daming Palace is like an old man, with things changing and people changing.

Today's Emperor Renwu was only twelve years old, and Li Xiangling had no interest in how many princes he was and how he ascended to the throne. A hundred years later, he was only a handful of loess, and it would make no difference whether he knew it or not.

The royal family all know that a Princess Xiangling went to Shenhua Mountain to practice more than 200 years ago, and she has achieved something, and they call her aunt. Often, the emperor or members of the royal family ask Princess Xiangling to come down the mountain to help, and Li Xiangling hates it.

As long as Li Tang is not in danger of overthrowing, Li Xiangling will not care about it.

But this time he had to go down the mountain to help, the evil wolf who killed the wolf has not returned for a long time, and the catastrophe intensified. In order to fulfill his wish, Li Xiangling stepped into Chang'an again and entered the Daming Palace.

Because it is not easy to make a big splash, the meeting place is set at the Imperial Study Room, and it is necessary to bypass the main hall.

When passing a certain flower bed, Li Xiangling suddenly stopped.

"Hold on."

After finishing speaking, it didn't matter whether the female officer agreed or not, she went straight to the flower bed and looked at the rockery in the middle of the flower bed.

The female officer was impatient and did not dare to speak out to stop her.

Li Xiangling was very familiar with taking the stones from the rockery, stretched out his hand, and took out a dusty and rusty metal box from the cave in the rockery.

Open the box carefully, and there is a golden hairpin lying quietly inside.

Picking up the golden hairpin, I went back to my childhood in a trance, and my mother kindly dressed herself with her own hands...

"Grandpa..."

The female officer greeted softly.

Li Xiangling regained consciousness, pretending to wipe away tears inadvertently, and walked behind the female officer, holding the golden hairpin tightly in her palm...

The door of the Royal Study Room.

The eunuch stopped him and watched Baojian speak.

"You are not allowed to bring weapons to meet His Majesty, please store them here."

Li Xiangling frowned, feeling that there was something wrong.

"Step aside."

The cold tone made the eunuch tremble, and he was about to open his mouth, only to see that the man had already entered the imperial study.

Wearing Taoist robes, Li Xiangling walked into the luxurious imperial study with an expressionless face, and saw that everyone present was stunned. The 12-year-old little emperor was sitting on a dragon chair with his whole body tensed and motionless. , In addition, there is a group of ministers in the imperial study, very old, very old, with a face like bark.

How should I put it, when I entered the imperial study room, I felt a strong smell of decay. The little emperor was like a clay puppet sitting on a rotten and dilapidated wooden boat, which might sink at any time.

After Li Xiangling came in, he looked at the crowd indifferently, with a cold expression on his face.

The imperial court and the palace were overwhelmed with power, someone wanted to show off their power and ask this aunt to perform a grand ceremony. He felt that the emperor was the greatest in the world, but he didn't dare to speak.

The little emperor was very happy to see Li Xiangling. He thought that his aunt two hundred years ago should be an old man, but he never thought he was so young and wanted to offer a seat. He looked around but didn't dare to open his mouth.

Li Xiangling, who was born in the royal family and lived for more than two hundred years, immediately understood that the emperor was young and his rights were emptied.

To put it bluntly, it is not difficult for these people with foreign surnames to change the emperor. The gang of corrupt scholars in the court who are always loyal to the emperor and patriotic guarantee that they can find 10,000 reasons to force the young emperor to abdicate.

Smiling, noncommittal.

"Rather than let it perish, let it go crazy first, the ancients never deceived me."

He found a place in Jindun to sit down on his own, without even looking at those old ministers. In the words of Bai Yujun back then, what do a group of old men who are too dim to read clearly use to govern the country.

A few words made the faces of the actual power holders except the little emperor unhappy. They wanted to use tactics to gain the upper hand, but before they could speak, they chose to endure after seeing the sword behind the aunt's back.

Several old and dim-eyed ministers looked at each other, and one of them stood up tremblingly.

"The old man is Luo, the Minister of Fuguo..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Li Xiangling.

"Shut up, why are you talking nonsense before the emperor opens his mouth? Are you the emperor?"

The old man was taken aback, who would dare to say that he is the emperor these days.

"you……"

"What are you? The emperor hasn't said a word, what right do you have to make irresponsible remarks in front of me! Get lost!"

The empress dowager with the hanging curtain couldn't sit still anymore, she couldn't stand the arrogance of a so-called strange aunt two hundred years ago in the imperial study, but she still put everyone in her eyes.

With a cough, the old eunuch in brocade clothes standing outside the curtain immediately understood.

"Guzu, the last words of the late emperor will be represented by Lord Luo, Minister of the Fu Kingdom..."

In the same way, he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"As an eunuch, it is my duty to serve the royal family! When will eunuchs be able to give advice on government affairs? Or do you mean that you don't care about the emperor at all?"

Every word is punishing, without giving any face, other monks can't do this, Li Xiangling is fully qualified, even if he draws his sword to kill people, there is no reason to blame him, because he is the ancestor of Li Tang's royal family.