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Volume 1, Chapter 622: The late emperor¡¯s plan, Fakong¡¯s danger in the wonderful land of Lingshan

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    I originally thought that my immortal body in the sky was supplied by the pure innate spiritual energy from the inner heaven and earth, and no longer needed external vitality. Who knew that the power of the purple energy from heaven and earth was actually so good, not inferior to the innate spiritual energy in the slightest.  ¡Ó Chen Jiu moved his fingers, stood up gently, twisted his waist, and heard the sound of bones cracking all over his body, like fried beans, crackling incessantly.  "Prince" a maid came forward.  "Send the pair of wishful locks over to celebrate the rebirth of the two little princes and the little princess." Chen Jiu breathed out gently, and the color of his skin became lighter and became as delicate as jade again.  "Won't the prince send it there in person?" the maid asked.  Chen Jiu shook his head: "Just do as you are told."  Yesterday, Chen Jiu heard that a pair of children were born, and the state of mind that had been unmoving for thousands of years was like a river, with ripples.  However, after seeing the pair of children yesterday, Chen Jiufang came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his sense of proportion in doing things this time, and he felt regretful.  On the day of his birthday, there were constant exchanges of ministers and dignitaries in the palace, and countless gifts piled up. This time, Chen Qian finally emerged from the gentle countryside, and drank with the civil and military officials of the court with a happy face. No matter what, he was the winner who laughed in the end.  Chen Qian felt that he had won. His group of royal brothers were all dissatisfied and rebellious, but he, Chen Qian, was the biggest winner because he had descendants, while those individual clan brothers did not even have descendants.  After a long time, he died and fell into a deep sleep. This country was not his son's.  As for why those royal brothers don¡¯t have children?  .  ?It goes without saying that the first is to have high cultivation and seize the blessings of heaven and earth. If a cultivator wants to have children, it must be by chance.  Secondly, it is also due to Chen Gan.  Chen Qian was proudly standing in the main position at this time.  Holding the cup and laughing.  Chen Jiu didn¡¯t come, and he was too lazy to look at Chen Qian¡¯s stinky face.  Back to Leyi Palace, Chen Jiu huddled on his throne, wearing a tiger skin coat, and Ma Rui stood there respectfully without saying a word.  It seems to be a statue.  "You kings, please use your hands and feet," Chen Jiu said in a low voice.  Ma Rui's wooden body moved and nodded: "Yes, this matter was tacitly approved by the late emperor."  "Oh" Chen Jiu was a little confused. The more descendants the royal family has, the more prosperous it is. ????????????????? This old guy, Ma Rui, is extremely good at figuring out people¡¯s wishes, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t have served the late emperor for so many years.  "When the late emperor seized the throne, it was because there were too many brothers of the same clan that caused the great chaos and the influence of Confucianism grew. This gave Wang Mingyang a chance," Ma Rui said in a low voice.  Chen Jiu closed his eyelids slightly and remained silent. After a while, he whispered like he was talking in sleep: "What method?".  "A strange restriction. As long as the strength does not exceed Chen Qian, you will be bound by Chen Qian's restriction. You will not be able to give birth to an heir. Only when your strength exceeds Chen Qian can you detect the restriction. When the restriction is lifted, the restriction will follow the practitioner's cultivation.  The higher the level, the more powerful and hidden it is. The higher Chen Qian¡¯s cultivation level is since he boarded the plane, the greater the gap between him and other princes. There is no way to break this restriction.¡±  "Is there really nothing you can do?" Chen Jiu whispered.  "It's not impossible, unless Chen Qian takes action himself. Or Chen Qian is dead." The old eunuch's voice seemed to become colder at this moment.  Chen Jiu somewhat understood why the late emperor divided the kings among them. The late emperor had laid out a grand plan. As the chess piece chosen by the late emperor, Chen Qian naturally could not afford to lose anything. However, the unification of the world could not really be controlled by Chen Qian.  Therefore, the late emperor acquiesced to Chen Qian's actions.  Chen Jiu was silent, this is a game, a big picture, a big picture that the late emperor started to lay out not long after he took the throne.  After Chen Qian ascended the throne, he naturally refused to lift the restrictions on the princes. Only when the princes were eliminated, Chen Qian's empire became more stable.  It is impossible for all the princes not to notice anything strange over the years. Hundreds of princes have no heirs. This is definitely an unusual thing. After various speculations, all the fingers are pointed at the current emperor Chen Qian. How can the princes be willing to give up?  .  "The late emperor is paving the way for his successors." Chen Jiu raised his head. The royal family was ruthless. As expected, the late emperor Chen Huan actually used all his children as pawns to divide the kings. When the kings noticed something strange, they naturally refused to cooperate with Chen.  Doing good and giving up gives the remaining successor a chance.  In other words, Chen Jiu was given a chance. In the end, Chen Jiu stood out among the princes. This opportunity naturally belonged to Chen Jiu. If Chen Jiu disappeared from everyone, then the opportunity belonged to other princes.  "The late Emperor was so scheming." Chen Jiu sighed slightly, sighing that he was worthy of being the one who defeated all the princes to ascend to the throne.  Chen Jiu¡¯s delicate palms were gently rubbing the tiger skin coat: ¡°Chen Qian, this dragon chair is like aHe has been unable to sit still for a long time, and now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief. As long as he doesn't die, sooner or later, this dragon chair will belong to his son." Ma Rui said nothing on the side. In a strange secret realm, a man with a bare head  The monk was looking around, and there were several young monks behind him, carefully following the master. The old monk had a relic on his head, shining brightly across the world, spanning the ages. "Master, are you sure this is the place.  ?  "A young monk looked at the endless void and the white mist in the sky, with some disbelief. The old monk raised his eyes slightly: "It is absolutely correct. According to the records in the Buddhist scriptures, this is the legendary Great Leiyin Temple, the secret land of the West.  The cave, but this place has been abandoned, and there are countless large formations outside, so it is extremely difficult to enter." Having said this, the old monk showed a smile: "As long as we can enter the Great Leiyin Temple, the secret realm of the west, we can  Searching for the supreme classics and panacea in the ancient secret realm, it is easy to become a Buddha and become an ancestor." This monk is none other than Monk Fakong, who was tricked by Chen Jiu and others on the ancient battlefield. The one on top of his head  The relic is the legendary Buddha bone relic, the relic of the Buddha from the Great Leiyin Temple. Monk Fakong looked at the Buddha bone relic with a fervent look: "With this Buddha bone relic, let alone this mere illusion, it is  ,,". Before I finished speaking, I felt my eyes change. The smoke in the sky disappeared, and a huge Buddha stood in the sky, sitting high on the clouds. Fakong and the others looked like ants. The light of the Buddha's bone relics and this  Compared with the Buddha, there is a difference between a bright sun and a firefly. "Buddha" Fakong was startled and immediately knelt down. "See Buddha." The little monks behind him had their eyes shining.  He stared at the huge Buddha, and then fell to the ground: "We will pay homage to the Buddha." "Fakong, what do you want from my wonderful land in Lingshan?"  "The Buddha's voice was majestic, and it seemed that all the wonderful truths of supreme Buddhism were contained in this voice. Fa Kong was instantly immersed in this Buddhist principle, unable to extricate himself. Countless problems he had encountered in the past were all solved here.  The few young monks were even more mesmerized and danced. I don¡¯t know how long it had passed. Monk Fakong suddenly trembled and spurted blood. His face was like gold paper, and he formed the lion seal with his hands:  "I haven't woken up yet, how can I wait? I am practicing hard in the mirror." Several young monks opened their eyes in confusion, and then they all fell to the ground with a "thump" and a "thump" sound.  The monk released his hand seals and sat down on the ground. The Buddha bone relics on his head were emitting a soft light, which was constantly nourishing the mind of the monk. The monk was breathing heavily and said with lingering fear: "It's okay, it's okay.  It¡¯s good to have the Buddha¡¯s bone relics again, otherwise I would have really failed this time.¡± Monk Fakong touched his bald head, which was covered with sweat. Any fanatic believer who sees his true god will be immersed in it involuntarily, especially  Hearing the supreme mystical truth, it is even more difficult to extricate myself. If it were not for the light of this Buddha's bone relic that kept Monk Fa Kong's clarity, I am afraid that Monk Fa Kong would have died here, immersed in paying homage to the Buddha and hearing the supreme truth.  In the joy of hearing the Tao in the morning, I will die in the evening, but it is nothing more than this. "It's so dangerous." Monk Fakong was still frightened. When he closed his eyes and concentrated, he couldn't find any fairy sounds, wonderful truths, or supreme principles.  There was nothing in his head, an empty joy. "Alas" Monk Fakong said sadly: "If I could really be immersed in the supreme truth, I wouldn't hesitate to die like this. It's a pity that such an opportunity is not available to ordinary people like us.  "Excessive wish". (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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