Chapter 479: But for your sake, I have been pondering until now

Chapter 479: But for your sake, I have been pondering until now

Chapter 479: But for your sake, I have been pondering until now (double monthly ticket request)

The next day is dawn.

Xu Zhenguan put on her inner clothes and opened the window, letting the slightly earthy air after the rain fill the room, blowing up her messy hair and dispersing the strong odor in the house.

The clouds and rain outside had already stopped, and the gray clouds were blown away by the wind. A red sun rose in the east, and the sky was bright and peaceful.

She stared blankly at the sparrows squatting on the branches of the trees in the yard, combing their feathers, and recalled everything that happened last night. It seemed like a dream.

The novel pleasure of experiencing sex for the first time; the drastic change in identity from a young girl to a married woman; the sense of security brought by her cultivation being restored to the level of a half-step celestial being...all of these made her feel a thousand different emotions and a myriad of fantasies.

It's not worth telling to others.

However... although there are too many situations that force me to do this, I don't regret it after taking this step.

It even gives rise to the sweet feeling of a newly married woman, which is only experienced by young ladies in ordinary families.

Thinking back to a year ago, at that time, he only regarded Zhao Duan as a useful shield and a chess piece. Who could have thought that a year later, the former fake lover would become the real husband of the emperor?
But she didn't object to it. She refused to say it, but she knew clearly in her heart that she was willing to agree to dual cultivation, and the critical situation was just a catalyst.

What really made her make up her mind was the blossoming and bearing of the affection that she had slowly planted over the past year.

If it were someone else, she would at most kill the dragon and snatch the dragon soul and swallow it all by herself, but she would never give herself to anyone just for the throne or life and death.

"How far is your majesty from being a celestial being?"

Suddenly, Zhao Duan's voice came from beside him.

Zhao Duan, wearing silk trousers, a silk shirt and his chest open, held two glasses of water in his hands. He handed one over and asked softly.

Xu Zhenguan subconsciously reached out to take it, drank half a cup gently, and then said: "I have already vaguely touched it. I have a hunch that practicing with the dragon spirit can indeed break through the barrier."

Facts have proved that the growth and frequency of cultivation do not strictly follow the rule of one level at a time.

The further you go, the more times you need to make further progress.

Therefore, although Zhao Duan worked tirelessly all night, he was only able to restore the empress's cultivation to the level of a half-step celestial being.

Due to the dissipation of dragon energy, his actual combat power is roughly equivalent to that of the "God of Law" in his prime.

"Is that so...if quality doesn't meet demand, we can make up for it with quantity. As the saying goes, great effort can make miracles happen. As long as it can be accomplished, I will not hesitate to die for it." Zhao Duan had a serious face, as if he was ready to sacrifice his own life.

This is the confidence given to him by the "Blue Lotus" blessed by the Buddha.

Last night, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the real use of the Green Lotus in his sea of ​​consciousness was not to recover from injuries or to refresh himself when staying up late, but to quickly restore energy.

Therefore, relying on the Qinglian sent by the Buddha, although he worked overtime until all night, he did not feel exhausted.

Even at this moment, looking at the empress leaning against the window, she was ready to make a move again.

Xu Zhenguan glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and didn't respond. She had a deeper understanding of this guy's shamelessness.

She held the cup with her slender fingers, her eyes wandering, changing the subject:

"It's rare that you know I'm thirsty."

It's for moisturizing... Zhao Duan drank the water in the cup in his hand and said in a normal tone:
"Since we are still a little short of breaking through, then... continue?"

The tone was serious, as if they were discussing an important political event.

"..." Xu Zhenguan's fingers trembled subconsciously, he took a deep breath, suppressed his body's conditioned reflex, and said lightly:

"Enough is enough."

After a pause, before Zhao Duan spoke, he added:

"I will go out for a while to see if the villagers of Baihua Village have left safely and if there are any rebels nearby."

If the villagers did not escape, but were intercepted by the rebels nearby, Xu Zhenguan would feel uneasy.

If you want to rest, just say so... But the world realm doesn't seem to be that powerful... It's the same if you don't have the malarial fever... Zhao Duan said seriously: "I will accompany Your Majesty?"

Xu Zhenguan shook his head and said, "No need."

She rolled up her skirt and pretended to be calm as she ran out of the yard. Zhao Duan burst into laughter. With Zhenbao's current strength, he was not worried about the danger of going out alone.

After slowly drinking a pot of water, he turned back to bed, wanting to recharge his energy. Although Qinglian was a tonic, he was still a little tired after all the hard work.

However, when he found that the entire bedding was wet, he had to give up resting. After thinking about it, he simply carried the bedding to the yard and hung it on the clothesline.

He rummaged through the drawers and found some dry bedding from other rooms.

Halfway through the work, he felt hungry again. He slapped his head and went back to the kitchen. Soon, wisps of smoke came out of the chimney of the quiet house.

"Come to think of it, I won't get pregnant this way..."

While making a fire and cooking, Zhao Du'an suddenly thought of something. He was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that as a woman, Zhenbao might have thought about this problem earlier and might have a solution.

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the other side.

Xu Zhenguan walked out of the house, feeling relieved all over. After making sure that the guy didn't follow her, she suddenly took off the jade bracelet from her wrist.

The Qi energy was transferred in, and this time, the blocked storage jade bracelet was successfully opened. The spiritual consciousness penetrated into it and swept over the bottles and jars in the space.

Finally, the empress took out a porcelain bottle that had been thrown in a corner, almost forgotten, and had never been opened.

He pulled out the cork and poured out three small pills. After thinking for a while, he felt that it was not safe, so he poured three more pills into his mouth, and swallowed them down with a roll in his throat.

After taking the medicine, an expression of relief appeared on her face. She rubbed her belly with her right hand, turned her head and stared at the house behind her with resentful eyes.

With a light snort, she headed lightly towards Baihua Village, only to find that the entire village was deserted.

The villagers seemed frightened. Even though it rained last night, they did not dare to stay any longer and left in the rain overnight.

She expanded the search range and when she arrived at the official road where Zhao Duan killed the rebel team yesterday, her pupils narrowed slightly and she found that Ouyang Ye's body had disappeared, with some horseshoe prints remaining nearby.

"Has anyone been here before..."

Xu Zhenguan's eyes turned cold, but he was not surprised. He drew out the Taia sword, ignited the sword fire, and burned the remaining corpses on the ground to ashes.

After doing this, she expanded the search again and confirmed that no rebels appeared before returning home.

From a distance, I could see the smoke from the cooking fires, which had almost dissipated.

As you step into the house and into the courtyard, you'll see bedding hanging on a clothesline, with a particularly eye-catching spot of bright red on it.

The empress's cheeks suddenly turned red, as if she had just thought of something, and she walked towards the bedroom with gritted teeth: "You..."

Just as he was about to question them, he saw that four dishes and a soup were already placed on the table. Zhao Duan took off his apron and said with a smile:
"Your Majesty, you are back just in time. Would you like to try my cooking? Cooking chicken soup takes a lot of time, otherwise I could have made more."

The feeling of being a husband is full.

Xu Zhenguan's stomach rumbled as he had been hungry all day. He raised his eyebrows and sat down reluctantly. During the meal, he told about his discoveries when he went out.

"Ouyang Ye's body was taken away? It seems that he left a spy outside," Zhao Duan frowned, but was not surprised. This news could not be concealed:

"Within today, the news that Ouyang Ye and others were killed and I was suspected of advancing might be delivered to Prince Jing. Now that the villagers have left, do you want to move to another place?"

Xu Zhenguan tore the chicken bones with his hands, and shook his head while eating: "No change."

There was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

In the past, the wisest move would undoubtedly have been to escape and continue north.

But seeing that she was about to enter the celestial realm, she naturally changed her mind and was no longer afraid.

Even if she had not been able to enter the realm of a celestial being before the enemy arrived, her current strength as a half-step celestial being was enough to deal with most of the enemies.

"What if Monk Xuanyin... the God of Law comes? There is also Wuxiankui, we have to be on guard against him."

Zhao Duan raised a question.

Xu Zhenguan was not in a hurry and analyzed seriously:

"I am just missing. The words entrusted to Zhang Tianshi to keep an eye on the Xuanyin still count. As for the God of Law... after the backlash, it is hard to say whether he can bear the power of the celestial being again. It must be extremely difficult...

And Wu Xiankui...if he had wanted to continue hunting us, we would have died long ago and would not be alive today."

This Wu guy is also a double-faced person... Maybe it's for the dignity of the supreme master of the martial arts world. He has already taken action, but he still refuses to kill, following some self-imposed rules...

Well, it’s a good thing that it is so, otherwise I would be hunted down by a celestial being... Zhao Duan shuddered at the mere thought of it.

Xu Zhenguan added confidently:

“Therefore, I decided that I could deliberately wait for them here and catch them off guard… At most, they would guess that you or I have arrived in the human world alone, but they would not know that I have recovered to the level of a half-step celestial being, and you have also established a firm foothold in the human world.”

Zhao Duan nodded and said:
"But if the safest option is to hurry up and help Your Majesty enter the Heavenly Man before the enemy arrives."

"Yeah." Xu Zhenguan nodded subconsciously, and then he felt the ill intention in the tone of the guy opposite him.

Looking up, their eyes met, Zhao Duan wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and stood up:
"Your Majesty, we have almost finished eating. We should hurry up."

"..." Xu Zhenguan was still a little uncomfortable, hesitating and awkward:
"It's still daytime..."

Tsk, wasn’t it the same last night with the lights on… They’re already an old couple, but they still have to be so coy… Zhao Duan went straight to her, carried her like a princess, and walked towards the bed.

The main feature is the domineering president style.

"I haven't showered yet..."

"It doesn't matter. I feel the same way. Besides, Your Majesty, it feels better to call yourself 'I'."

"kindness?"

Xu Zhenguan was a little slow to react. She was already lying on the dry bed in a daze, feeling Zhao Duan's skillful technique of peeling bamboo shoots. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt something, and hurriedly said:

"and many more……"

It’s too late... Zhao Duan is the only one who can break through the formation.

"boom!"

The bed, which was on the verge of collapse, could not bear the weight and suddenly cracked and collapsed in the middle. The king and his minister fell down, looking miserable.

Zhao Duan's expression was stiff as he met the murderous cold eyes of the empress:
"When you changed the bedding, didn't you see that it was almost collapsed..."

Oops, I was careless... Zhao Duan pondered:
"Your Majesty, shall I report to you in a new room?"

A white python kicked with its long legs: "Get out!"

Zhao Duan decisively rolled up his quilt and walked out of the room. Behind him came the empress's tearful voice: "Come back to me!"

"what?"

"Take me... to the next door." A voice speaking through gritted teeth.

Zhao Duan smiled flatteringly. After a while, the sparrows combing their feathers on the treetops in the backyard were startled and flew away. Dark clouds gathered again in all directions in the clear sky, and lightning and thunder roared.

Nothing to say for a day.

No words were spoken for two days.

No words for three days.

In ancient times, there was a story about Han E who sang loudly, and the lingering sound of her voice lingered in the air for three days.

Today, the empress has spoken, but for your sake, she has remained silent until now.

……

……

Outside Baihua Village, on a mountain path.

A pitch-black carriage pulled by strange horses slowly stopped.

Four figures filed out and stood side by side in the middle of the road, looking towards the direction of Baihua Village with frowns on their faces.

It was the quartet of "Little Heavenly Master" Zhong Pan, second senior sister Yu Xiu, Gongshu Tianyuan, and Jin Jian.

"Something is wrong. Something is very wrong."

Zhong Pan's ugly face had an extremely solemn expression, and his eye sockets reflected the sky ahead, which was filled with dark clouds:

"We didn't see a single cloud in the area of ​​a hundred miles. But in this area of ​​ten miles, dark clouds gathered, and there was wind and rain... This is definitely not an ordinary astronomical phenomenon."

The "Second Senior Sister", who changed into a plain grey Taoist robe with pure white cuffs and a jade sword with gold thread hanging from her waist, also had a serious expression on her face.

She calculated quickly with her delicate hands, green light circulated in her eye sockets, and the faint black and white yin and yang energies circulated around her. She murmured:

"The terrain here is extremely good, the vitality is rich, and there are great variables in it. With my cultivation level, I can't even predict good or bad luck. The hexagrams are magnificent, but there is nothing. Strange, strange, is there a saint about to be born here? But why are the yin and yang energies so violent?"

The fat boy Gongshu Tianyuan took off the big bamboo tube behind him, put it on the ground, and slapped it with his big hands, saying in surprise:

"This wild god I raised was actually trembling with fear and didn't dare to come out. Compared to humans, gods are much more sensitive to danger and heaven's secrets. Even the fox fairy didn't dare to show up, which means there is something ahead that even gods are afraid of...

However, gods are immortal, and even if one is as powerful as a god, it is difficult for the gods to be afraid... unless there is another god ahead!"

Jin Jian, who was wearing crystal glasses, had a delicate face and a petite figure, and was holding a one-eyed warlock's staff as tall as a person, glanced at the clouds in the distance that covered the entire sea of ​​flowers.

With a wooden face, he glanced at the three senior brothers and sisters who were looking at him as if they were facing a great enemy, and said quietly:
"Can't you use your eyes to see? Can't you see such a huge dragon in the clouds?"

Following the direction of her finger, an illusory dragon appeared and disappeared in the clouds high in the sky, rolling and circling in the sky.

Within ten miles, wild animals were lying in fear and hibernation.

The three warlocks were stunned at the same time. They raised their heads and shifted their gaze upwards to look at the illusory dragon energy that was drilling in and out of the gray clouds above the sky. They were speechless!

A feeling of shame.

They didn't even look up, didn't notice the thing in the sky...

"This kind of dragon energy can only be possessed by the current female emperor... But didn't she fail in the Fengshan ceremony, was seriously injured and fell into a lower realm, and was hunted down? How can this look like she is injured? Is this how she is during the Fengshan ceremony?

No... the strange phenomena here seem to be isolated. Only if you get close to the Baihua Village and are a sorcerer, you can see them with your eyes open. You can't see them from a distance."

Zhong Pan, who had a ferocious and ugly appearance and was carrying a scarlet sword on his back, was startled.

The Taoist priestess's jade sleeves have strange eyes:

"So, the empress has recovered from her injuries? Not only that, but she was able to create such a celestial phenomenon. Could it be that she is still planning to attack the gods? Here?"

Gongshu Tianyuan and Jin Jian took a deep breath at the same time: "Master didn't mention this in the letter."

According to the plan of the four, they would find Zhao Duan in advance and take him away by force. As for the royal infighting between the empress and the eight kings, they would not get involved.

But the current situation is a bit confusing for them.

"Do we still want to go over there? I feel like Brother Zhao may not need our rescue." Gongshu Tianyuan scratched his hair.

The three of them were silent.

Judge Zhong suddenly shook his head and said:
"Right now, the question is not whether we should go or not, but if this situation is really caused by the empress's shock to the heavens, if we rush in rashly, we may ruin the ceremony."

With the cultivation level of these four people, they are not afraid of any enemy below the level of a celestial being, not even if he is half a step away from being a celestial being.

However, disrupting the empress's promotion ceremony is tantamount to the end of the Tianshi Mansion and intervening in the struggle for imperial power.

"Maybe we can wait a while and go after it's over. Master only wants us to save Zhao Duan, but he didn't say to rob him." Second Sister Yuxiu suggested calmly.

However, just after she finished saying this, her expression suddenly changed, her fingers changing their gestures, and the yin and yang energies around her rapidly swirled:
"Not good, evil spirits are rushing towards us... I'm afraid many powerful people are approaching this place! This can't be a coincidence, I'm afraid the unusual dark clouds here have attracted those pursuers!"

The time from receiving the news to the time when various masters entered the Huai River was almost the same.

It stands to reason that the pursuers from all sides would not meet at the same time by chance. However, if the Empress did, openly shaking the celestial phenomena within a ten-mile radius, that would be a different matter.

Just like the four-member group from Tianshi Mansion, they arrived so quickly by following the celestial phenomena.

"There is no time to hesitate. Since we have to wait, we must do our best to stop the pursuers." As the eldest brother, Zhong Pan made a decisive decision.

They had no intention of interfering in the dynastic struggle, but since they could not avoid it, they could only adapt to the situation.

Immediately, the four of them split into three teams and headed towards the three forces that Yu Xiu sensed.

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on the official road.

A team was marching rapidly towards Baihua Village.

Leading the group was Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, who was holding a Zen staff shaped like a crescent shovel. Beside him was the head monk of the Vinaya Hall, and the young man Tianhai, who was carrying a six-path staff on his back.

Behind him, there was a team of about twenty "monk soldiers", all of whom were the best martial monks in the Shenlong Temple.

They first arrived at a nearby county town and learned the situation from the county magistrate.

Afterwards, Bodhisattva Nagarjuna sensed that there was something unusual in the sky and led his team there without hesitation.

When they were still far away, they didn't feel anything, but as they got closer to the house where Zhao Duan and the empress were, the monks also saw the dragon energy appearing and disappearing in the clouds.

"not good!"

Nagarjuna Bodhisattva's face changed almost instantly. The burly old monk rarely lost his composure in public and stared at the scene ahead: "Is her injury healed and has she fully recovered?"

The head of the Discipline Hall next to him was also moved:
"Didn't the intelligence say that Zhao Duan was suspected of having made a breakthrough? The Empress was seriously injured? Is there nothing to worry about?"

Longshu gnashed his teeth, his eyes gloomy:
"The news is wrong! It must be wrong! The one who actually killed the master of Prince Jing's Mansion was not Zhao Duan, but the empress!"

The monks suddenly became uneasy. As the candidates who secretly carried out the mission of abbot, they knew that Shenlong Temple was involved in the assassination of the empress.

It is even more clear that if the empress does not die, Shenlong Temple will suffer backlash.

Only the young monk Tianhai showed disappointment. His target was Zhao Duan, not the empress.

If Zhao Duan is still in the Divine Chapter Realm, what is the point of him fighting with him?
"Hurry! No matter what happens, we have no way to retreat. Even if we recover, the Eighth Prince has risen up and the dynasty is in turmoil. She is at most a half-step celestial being. With our manpower, we can still kill her together!"

Bodhisattva Nagarjuna said in a deep voice that as long as the empress did not enter the heavenly realm, their team would be enough to deal with her.

The only worry is that the empress will escape without a fight, and it will be too difficult to stop her.

The monks responded and quickened their pace.

However, before they had walked far, they suddenly saw a carriage pulled by a one-horned horse moving through the forest ahead like a ghost.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, revealing a man wearing a sorcerer's robe and holding a scarlet "Red Tide" broadsword across his knees. The ferocious-looking Zhong Pan looked at the group of monks in some astonishment.

Immediately, he showed a look of realization, and his eyes suddenly became cold and complicated:
"I originally thought that the failure of the empress's Fengshan ceremony was strange, but now I understand that it was the Buddhist sect that secretly intervened. What a great Shenlong Temple! Have you forgotten the oath you made in the past not to interfere in the struggles of the dynasty?"

Zhong Pan! ?
The old monk Nagarjuna dug his heavy staff into the soil and stopped walking. His expression changed again, and the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck lit up. He was also surprised by the appearance of the little Taoist priest.

"Heh, what's the matter? You said something nice in the Tianshi Mansion, but you appeared here. Don't say it's just a coincidence, so, didn't Zhang Tianshi also interfere in the mortal world?"

Bodhisattva Nagarjuna sneered.

Zhong Pan shook his head:

"If it was just the empress, I wouldn't care, but you don't just want to kill her, you should also kill Zhao Duan. The Heavenly Master has ordered that Zhao Duan has done a favor to our Heavenly Master's House, so you can't touch him."

"A favor? Haha," Nagarjuna laughed angrily:

"When did a person like Zhang Tianshi lose his dignity? If he wants to interfere in the dynasty struggle, then he can do so.

And they made up such ridiculous lies.

A concubine who wields power in the imperial court may have some abilities, but how could he be kind to the Tianshi Mansion?

It's not possible that he has done a little favor to this generation of Zhudian Boys, or made a lot of money with the Tianshi Mansion, so that counts as a favor, right?"

Zhong Pan was too lazy to explain.

He didn't know what the "favor" that his master mentioned meant. He only knew that since his master said so, it couldn't be false.

So, he just stepped down from the carriage, calmly thrust the scarlet sword into the soil, and with both hands on the hilt, stood in front of the monks.

At the same time, a thin scarlet line spread to both sides with the point where the sword stabbed down as the point.

"Anyone who crosses this red line will become an enemy of me and the Tianshi Mansion."

Bodhisattva Nagarjuna was no less imposing. He took a step forward and circles of Buddha's light rippled from the end of the Zen staff in his hand. Behind him, wisps of Buddha's light gathered and condensed into a divine image.

He stared at Zhong Pan and said:

"I'll hold this man back. Jieli, Tianhai, you go into the village and kill people."

"Okay." The head monk of the Discipline Hall responded with the young monk Tianhai, led the monks behind them, bypassed the area where the two were confronting, and continued to move towards the center where the dark clouds gathered.

Zhong Pan frowned, drew out the sword in his hand and was about to stop him, but was locked by a heavy Zen staff.

The old monk Longshu smiled and said:

"You and I never fought each other that day at Huting, but today we can see who is better. Don't think about stopping them, because your opponent is me."

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