Chapter 334: All know the Great Yin-Yang Law?

"Does the envoy admit defeat?"

"..."

The Great Zu envoy showed helplessness. Having no choice, he had to stand up and bow to Lin Jue:

"I have heard that in the Central Plains, 'Zhenren' means immortal, and I have also heard that the current Great Jiang is full of exaggerated rhetoric. Other 'Zhenren and Master Fan Tian' may not be worthy of this title, but Master Lin's skill can already be called immortal."

"If the envoy says so, isn't that also quite full of exaggerated rhetoric?"

"Sincere and honest." The envoy bent his waist. "With Master Lin in Great Jiang, no matter what happens, I imagine the people will not fear the ravages of demons, and the imperial court may also be stabilized. This time we did not bring the most powerful mages and masters in the country. If there is an opportunity, I would like to seek instruction on magical arts from Master Lin again."

The focus of the words was first on the three words "Master Lin," which was basically saying that among the extraordinary people in the hall today, except for this Master Lin, there were no particularly powerful ones.

Then the focus fell on the four words "imperial court" and "may," clearly seeing that Lin Jue was not close to the Great Jiang imperial court, and perhaps this "Master Lin" could protect the people of the world but might not necessarily protect the imperial court.

Finally, he added another sentence to save a little face.

Those who didn't know would have thought he was also practicing the Great Yin-Yang Law.

"Heh..."

Lin Jue shook his head.

Although he didn't like the Great Jiang imperial court, especially the old Emperor sitting at the top and the Imperial Consort with a fallen face, Great Jiang was Great Jiang, the imperial court was the imperial court, and the Central Plains were different.

"The envoy's tongue is too sharp. However, today you chose this time to carry out such a provocative act, which was ultimately too rude. You should repent for this."

As Lin Jue said this, his lips touched a few times.

An incantation that others couldn't hear was transmitted—

"I advise you to frown."

The envoy was originally neither humble nor arrogant, and was about to speak to refute, and by the way, make two more sarcastic remarks, but suddenly his expression froze, and sorrow came from his heart, and he actually burst into tears in front of everyone.

Whether it was the officials or the envoys in the hall, everyone couldn't help but be startled.

At first glance, they thought the envoy's skill was so superb that he could cry whenever he wanted, pretending to be so like it, but after looking twice, they realized what was going on. When they looked at Lin Jue again, their eyes were even more awestruck.

"Since that is the case, let's stop the magical competition here today. Those who are injured, send them to be treated immediately."

"Th... thank you... Master..."

The envoy said while crying bitterly.

Lin Jue didn't respond, just turned his head, took a deep look at the Emperor and the Imperial Consort on the dragon throne, and walked back to his seat.

Because the seat was at the very back, he had to go around several tables. Those sitting here were basically the ones with the lowest official positions among those attending the meeting. Lin Jue walked all the way, hearing them flatter him:

"Thanks to Master Lin..."

"Thank you, Master Lin..."

"Master Lin has great skill..."

Lin Jue didn't respond and went straight back to his seat.

It wasn't because he was cold or rude, but because he knew the atmosphere of the current capital's officialdom and had been reminded by Master Fan Tian. To prevent people from constantly coming to visit after returning, seeking immortal pills and immortal fate, or inviting him to some messy gatherings, he simply acted indifferent.

Lin Jue really didn't want to deal with them.

In the current Great Jiang, in the officialdom, it was impossible to have someone who kept themselves clean. If there were, they would definitely be excluded by everyone and couldn't come to this great hall.

"Daoist friend has great skill."

Master Fan Tian said in a low voice.

"My Yanluan Incense..."

"It's here."

Master Fan Tian pursed his lips toward the front.

Sure enough, he saw an eunuch carrying a tray. In the tray was a small box, not the one sent by the envoy of the Changchun Kingdom earlier.

Lin Jue didn't move, sitting calmly.

The envoy arrived in front of him, respectfully putting down the box: "This is the thank-you gift bestowed by His Majesty to the Master."

Lin Jue opened it.

As expected—

The box had been changed, but inside was still that Yanluan Incense.

It was indeed about the size of a swallow's egg, oval-shaped, looking like wood, with fine patterns on it. As soon as his hand touched it, he could feel the heavy and mysterious wood-element spiritual aura on it.

Picking it up, it was actually quite heavy.

"Finally obtained another one..."

And when Lin Jue picked it up, he glanced with his peripheral vision; the group of Great Zu envoys and mages were staring at him.

Lin Jue didn't rush, put it away.

"How did you persuade the Emperor, Daoist friend?"

"It wasn't difficult. I only said two points. First, the military towns in the north have long had the intention to go south, but they are still judging how much strength the imperial court has left. The descendants of the King of Yue in the south have also been watching, not to mention the Great Zu people eyeing them covetously. If we can't maintain our dignity in front of the envoys of ten thousand nations today and expose the fact that our weakness is not as good as Great Zu, not only might Great Zu send troops south, not only might these envoys turn to Great Zu after returning, but the military towns in the north and the descendants of the King of Yue in the south might also take advantage of this to make trouble. At that time, even if His Majesty prolongs his life, I'm afraid Great Jiang won't be able to hold on for that long."

Fan paused:

"Another thing is, I have read ancient books. The emperors and empresses of the previous dynasty ate this Yanluan Incense, and not only did they not extend their longevity, but they died young."

"Daoist friend is amazing."

Lin Jue naturally knew—

The most difficult part of Fan's words was not thinking of them in a hurry, nor daring to say them to an emperor, but first becoming "Master Fan Tian."

With Master Fan Tian saying this, the Emperor naturally believed it without doubt.

If it weren't for Master Fan Tian, if someone else had said this, not to mention how much weight the words had, whether the Emperor would believe it, I'm afraid that by exposing the fig leaf of the Emperor and Great Jiang, the Emperor would be ashamed and angry, and could drag him down and behead him on the spot.

And by this time, I don't know how the original banquet was, but now it was difficult to continue.

The Crown Prince and the Great Zu envoy agreed to compete in martial prowess tomorrow, so they invited the officials and foreign envoys to go back and rest.

Lin Jue also stood up and walked outside. Wan Xinrong, Daoist Tao, and the man surnamed Lei all came to pay their respects, and then followed Lin Jue out.

As they walked, they heard a shout:

"Daoist friend Lin."

Lin Jue stopped and turned his head.

At this time, they were walking down half the steps. He saw two middle-aged Daoists standing side by side at the top of the steps behind them. At this moment, in this scene, it was very much like when Lin Jue left Mingzhou Mountain, halfway down the mountain, he suddenly turned his head and saw Daoist Yushan above.

"I don't know where Daoist friend Lin practiced before? Why do we feel a bit familiar when we look at Daoist friend Lin?"

"Two Daoist masters, you really have a short memory."

"Oh? How so?"

The two Daoists bowed to Lin Jue.

"I am from Huizhou, a disciple of the Fuqiu Temple on Mount Yishan. I am Daoist Yunhe. Several years ago at the Great Rite of Mingzhou Mountain, I had a brief encounter with the two of you."

Lin Jue bowed back and replied to them.

After speaking, he returned the bow and continued walking down.

Reading the original text!

Only the two Daoists of Yushan were left standing above, their expressions stunned, unable to believe it, and they fell silent in place, looking at each other.

Who would have thought that the little Daoist on Mingzhou Mountain back then, after only a few years, could fight so many Great Zu mages alone in the imperial palace, and even they felt inferior.

The first thought that followed was—

So the Fuqiu Temple had already changed a generation, and the Fuqiu Temple had another successor who had come to the capital.

When they looked again, Lin Jue's figure had already walked far away.

Lin Jue had heard of the grudge between his own sect and Yushan, but he didn't have much aversion to Yushan. If he had to trace the source, it was probably when he first heard of Yushan, his Third Shixiong said, "They are all proper Daoists, with open and honest grudges. We should exchange pointers, compete in magic, and argue. It's impossible for them to intercept us halfway." Preconceived notions, that was the reason.

"Master Lin, the imperial court will select martial artists tomorrow to compete with the warriors of Great Zu here. Would you like to come and see?" Wan Xinrong asked, carrying the lantern.

"There's nothing to see, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Then I, Wan, won't come either."

"This Daoist won't come either."

"I won't come either!"

Several people responded one after another and went straight out of the imperial palace.

And at this time in the great hall, many officials and envoys surrounded the table and the palace pillar that had bloomed, looking at the branches and flowers that had grown, all widening their eyes. Some bold ones tremblingly reached out to touch them, causing the flower branches to tremble.

"Oh my! It's real!"

"Real? Not an illusion?"

"It really is an immortal magical art!"

Everyone exclaimed, but then they couldn't help but have a headache.

Flowers bloomed on this pillar, and they didn't know if the pillar was damaged. Just how to deal with these branches, whether they could be cut off at will, and even if they were cut off and smoothed, whether it would leave a mark, was hard to say.

After discussing for a long time, they didn't discuss anything. Many officials didn't really care; they were just curious, and soon they dispersed.

Only then did the young civil official walk over, looking at the branches and flowers on the pillar with a surprised expression, not knowing how to record it.

In the courtyard.

Lin Jue was pinching the fox's face, saying to it: "This is good. You've eaten at the banquet in the imperial palace. Looking at history, not many foxes have eaten at a banquet in the imperial palace. How do you feel?"

"Ate a lot! Not as delicious as what you cook!" The fox said, "Fighting is fun!"

"Little thing..."

Lin Jue smiled and patted its head, ignoring it.

He lit the night-watch lamp and took out the small box.

"Yanluan Incense..."

Lin Jue held it and looked at it over and over.

Compared to that top-grade golden essence and the thousand-year fire ginseng gifted by Lady Lady Yao Hua, it did indeed have some slight similarities.

"Didn't take much effort..."

Lin Jue muttered to himself, thinking in his heart.

As long as he eliminated the Leopard King and collected a thousand taels of gold, there should be nothing left to do in the capital.

After finishing the things in the capital, he should go and see his brothers whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He didn't know if his Third Shixiong had gone to find them. In short, he would catch up on old times, talk about recent events, leave behind the Great Yin-Yang Law, and then he could go and take the other materials temporarily stored elsewhere.

Then return to the capital to refine pills.

If the guess of the two immortals, Qingsong and Huang Shi, on Tiandou Peak of Mount Yishan was correct, Great Jiang should barely be able to hold on until he finished refining the Golden Core.

Just borrow the last bit of popularity in the capital.

It just so happens to keep the people of the capital safe for a while longer.

Lin Jue thought for a long time and looked at the Yanluan Incense for a long time before taking out the mother-of-pearl box, opening it, pulling out a small drawer, and putting this Yanluan Incense into it.

After thinking for a while, he handed it to the fox:

"Dig a hole and hide it first."

"Ying?"

"What are you 'ying'-ing about?"

"Dig a hole?" The fox was stunned, didn't look at him directly, but looked at him sideways, then shook its head like a rattle, pretending to be serious and saying, "Can't dig a hole! Digging a hole is bad! After digging, a Daoist will drag you to fill it up!"

"..."

Bad, this little thing has also learned the Great Yin-Yang Law.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 335 =====