Chapter 207: Dragon Yu Returns to Heaven (Part 1)

The number of days is full and empty, creation is multiplied and divided

This is still as big as a tripod, and you need a green cup to wish you when using wine

Keep the way and walk without leaking water

Birth, death, creation, own rule

——Time flies, and it is two years in the blink of an eye. In the spring season, grass grows and birds fly, and everything is flourishing

In the water palace, Fang Xin raised his pen to write a letter, and behind him, Hu Lurui stared at Fang Xin to paint, and saw that the strokes were as if there were no external objects in this world. Time seemed to be stagnant on the pen, and then he drew the number of days, just like the Milky Way falling, and just like a moment, the sky was full of clouds and smoke.

When you look at the gods, you can see the traces of the books and ink traces, hidden in the quietness, quietness and depth, and the laws and regulations are almost hidden in the gods.

He couldn't help but praise him: "Your Majesty, your calligraphy is already magical and close to the way of heaven."

Fang Xin just smiled and took out a seal.

This was the private seal he engraved when he ruled the world, without any ink, but only condensed a mysterious and yellow aura. For a moment, he immediately left behind "Life is only like this for the first time"

The seals are simple and plain, which adds more interest.

Fang Xin also felt very happy when he looked at it. This word describes the great way he has obtained at present, and the seal also witnessed his merits. He immediately rolled up and said, "Since it is the Emperor's Christmas, I should congratulate you!"

There are many emperors on earth, most of which are enthroned by the emperor. But if you think about it, you will know that the emperor himself is only in the throne of the emperor, and it is temporary. How can he enthrone such a god?

In this world, above Bo, there is the throne of the king, and most of the throne of the king are the star king, the dragon king, and the earth immortal, and those who have merits.

Most of the throne is the lord of a vassal, and the rank is in the celestial immortal position, but it also requires great merit or mastery of the water and soil. Some star masters are in their position.

Above the king is the emperor, who is above the immortals, and he is the lord of all immortals and gods.

The so-called celestial immortal is actually transformed by one nature. If you have already understood your own way, your body will be transformed into one qi, and you will not be bound by life and death. Those who disperse will be qi, those who gather will be spirits, and those who transform the environment will be objects and will do whatever you want.

Hu Lurui nodded and took it.

It turned out that day, after the fox ascended, he actually accepted immortal seal scripts and listed them as gold inscriptions and jade books. Somehow, he worked in a Xiuwen Building under the jurisdiction of the Emperor, which was also considered a duty in the Heavenly Court, so Hu Lurui was led by this and ascendant was easier than that day.

After receiving the scroll, she still glanced at Fang Xin.

The emperor, the lord of all kinds of life, is inferior to the pure emperor, but his position is better than the emperor. However, his life is limited, how can he be intimidated?

Even so, Taizu created the One Yuan Dragon Vein. As long as it did not die briefly, it would ascend to the sky in this way, and it could be called the Dragon Emperor and Return to the sky. It was mostly given by the king's title, rather than the simple Shui Bo now.

Besides, Taizu must have the fortune of the true dragon in his next life. Only when the Yiyuan Dragon Vein is over can he be determined. Finally, he will be able to obtain the rank based on merit and truly ascend, but he will not come up now.

All kinds of confusion made her heart turbulent, but although it was no longer Fang Xin's world, she did not dare to neglect her. She took the scroll, gave a big gift, and then bowed and left.

The quiet room of the water palace is quiet and elegant. Sitting on the cloud bed, the clear light shines, Fang Xin closes his eyes and practices Taoism.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but I heard someone report outside, and he said, “Come in!”

He heard a response from outside the door, and a big fan came in. He bowed in front of the cloud bed and gave a bow. His appearance was elegant, like Bing Xin, who looked like a snowy woman, showed that he was diligent in Taoism and was diligent. Fang Xin smiled faintly and said, "What's the matter?"

"Master, the king of Cui Kingdom in this world has passed away. It is said that he has passed away from illness. His son was three years old and ascended the throne as king. The Empress Dowager continued to follow the court and listen to the government." said the big fan.

"The master is smart, but it is not a matter of New Year. All humanity is in his energy..." Fang Xin sighed softly.

He remembered Liu Zhang, the Emperor Zhi of Han on Earth. In the first month of the first year of Yongjia, Emperor Chong of Han, who was only 3 years old, died of illness. Liang Ji, the foreign relative who was in charge of the government at that time, was young and easy to control politically, so he took charge of the matter and chose Liu Zhang as the heir to the throne.

After Liu Zhang ascended the throne, Empress Dowager Liang still ruled the court as the Empress Dowager, and the government was basically controlled by his brother Liang Ji.

Emperor Zhi of Han was smart and precocious, and the ruler of another dynasty was born. Seeing that he was getting older, Liang Ji poisoned him.

Since ancient times, if a wise king has not been lucky, he will die first. This is also the principle of humanity.

King Cui also did this again. His son is only three years old now. Whether it is the Empress Dowager or Zhu Xin, he has been in the court for more than ten years. It is just that his mother killed his son, which is considered vicious.

Fang Xin couldn't help but sigh, but after sighing, it was fine, and said, "I understand."

At this time, no one spoke in the quiet room. The lit incense of the stove was swaying, which was particularly refreshing. Fang Xin was still sitting on the cloud bed, his eyes slightly closed, and after a moment, he said: "How is the Dongshui Project?"

"The Lord, it went very smoothly. In the last project of Linjiang, the yin and yang were combined, and the fortune was formed. The land, mountain gods, water gods, were responsible for the water and soil, but they felt it very sensitively. Therefore, all the gods personally participated in this project. The project was carried out very quickly, and the wife was the commander-in-chief, and everyone was convinced." Dafan said this, paused and said, "The project period is expected to be completed in three months. The wife asked me to report to the Lord. Everything went well, so there was no need to worry."

"Well, what about Zhu Xin's side?"

"The death of King Cui, all the knowledgeable people were sad. The Empress Dowager was in power, and the Prime Minister Zhu Xin was also in a stable position. Therefore, there were many people who depended on it, especially Zhu Xin, who was in a high position and was in the hope of the world. The people's hearts were entrusted, but the water control project was slightly prosperous. The water control project was also going smoothly and could be completed in the spring and summer of the next year."

Since this is the case, the three projects of Linjiang, Yishui, Dongshui and Yangmian have been completed.

The Yin side, the river and the east water have also been treated.

Suddenly, fifty years have passed in this world. Fang Xin was suddenly moved and sighed: "So that's it. No wonder I have shown the real dragon energy recently, but the cause and condition have not yet ended."

He said to Dafan: "I'm going out for a few years, so you can tell your wife."

The big fan had no idea what it meant, so I had to do it.

At this time, Fang Xin had already formed a space in the world bead, and both spirit and material could be stored. It was quite easy to transfer at this time. When she saw her go out, she would just get up and disappear.

With bloodlines, true dragon energy, and the imprint of the world, Fang Xin came out and incarnated this time instead of projecting. It took a lot of effort to get into a large-scale position like trekking in the water.

Every world has a barrier, and traveling through it must be done with force. However, Fang Xin returned to this large-scale world, but it was like his own yard. Not only did it not stop it, but once he entered, the sky and the earth suddenly trembled. Only then did Fang Xin clearly sensed that the great power of the world was blessed by him.

Each world has its own laws. Although it is inferior to the previous world of immortality in overall energy, it is the same nature. It is just that the world is a world of elite immigrants.

A piece of light shines, a space appears and disappears in the sky.

When I stood firm, I saw that this space was as prosperous as fire. There were thousands of palaces, with pavilions and trees, curved corridors and curved corridors everywhere, painted buildings and carved trees, and trees, flowers and plants. It looked elegant and beautiful, and it was refreshing.

Fang Xin was silent, a mu of clear light rushed out, and a golden dragon was also released from the world bead. Suddenly, the dragon energy condensed and the wind and clouds changed color!

There was not much time when a large number of people rushed out, lined up in the queue, and bowed: "The dragon carriage of Taizu has finally returned. I will pay my respects, long live, long live, long live!"

Looking back, everyone is full of Da Fan’s relatives and old ministers.

Li Rui's father and Li Rui's mother were all wearing dragon robes and phoenix clothes, but this was just a posthumous title and had little meaning. Later, the queen and concubines who followed Fang Xin seemed to be a different life for a while.

Li Ningwen also wore the emperor's clothes and saw Fang Xin, bowed deeply: "I have met Emperor Taizu of Fan."

The three of them were a little embarrassed, after all, the matter of taking over the body is clear now.

But the concubines, ministers and generals below did not care. Their Taizu was written by the Six Books, Taizu, who was a great scholar, and these old ministers were here after their deaths, and they all paid homage to each other.

Drums and music sounded, and after passing more than twenty bridge corridor pavilions, we entered the main hall.

Along the way, there were more than 20 red plum trees planted outside the hall. The trees were not big, and there were only a hundred flowers dotted on the branches, red and white, and the faint fragrance stormed in, and sparse forest branches.

The main hall is even more huge, built with marble, with green glazed tiles on the roof, and large areas of white marble paved with white marble, smooth like a mirror and spotlessly spotless.

When they arrived at the audience, everyone stopped and asked Fang Xin to sit down.

When Fang Xin stepped in, he realized that the hall was extremely huge, with a high platform on it and overlapping seats. On the highest level, there was only a tall cloud bed, which was the seat of Taizu.

"Please give up Taizu!" The old ministers knelt on the ground.

Fang Xin calmly went up and then he wanted to sit up. Suddenly, the sky was born, the sky music played by itself, the yellow bell was not windy, and Xiao, Sheng, Chun, Flute, Qin, Zheng, etc., naturally harmonious, chime bells and bronze chimes accompanied, the sound was really full of nine levels.

But it is this space where we welcome the arrival of Fang Xin and the heaven and earth congratulate each other vigorously.

At this time, these people were all ghosts and gods, and naturally felt the power of being as vast as the sea and as vast as the heaven and earth. Suddenly, all their thoughts disappeared and they worshiped them again.

Fang Xin swept over the ministers. At this time, the palace was quiet and could hear the needle. He was trance remembering when he ruled the world.

Only the sound of one's own footsteps sounded on the steps, along with the sound of his clothes rubbing.

Fang Xin Ran took office and said Lei Ran: "I haven't seen you for decades, are you in peace?"

"Long live, long live, long live!" The only one who answered him was this, and this oppressive atmosphere seemed to represent the heaven, which suppressed the hearts of the people in the hall.

Fang Xin said, "The Supreme Emperor, the Empress Dowager, my Empress, and Emperor Jingzong and the Empress sit together."

Li Ningwen reigned for seven years and was named "Jingzong", so he was called Emperor Jingzong by Fang Xin.
Chapter completed!