Chapter 427

"Eh?"

Lin Jue couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Although the method of bean soldiers, with spiritual wood and remnant souls, can indeed scatter beans into soldiers and make them come alive, he had never seen such strangeness and vitality.

For a moment, he really felt that the sculpture in his hand had come alive, as if the hero's remnant soul had died and come back to life.

And this was before he had even started to consecrate it.

It was all due to the strangeness of the spiritual wood.

"If it is well consecrated, in time, relying on the longevity tree of the Queen Mother of the West as a body, plus her spiritual aura and divinity, it is not impossible for a bean soldier to be a divine general."

Naturally, this would have to wait until Lin Jue achieved the Truth and attained the Dao to have more time to do it, and it would only then be possible to complete it.

At that time, the bean soldier armored men would have the body of a demon king and the magic power of an immortal for consecration.

Just thinking about it, it must be extraordinary.

At this time, what Lin Jue invited into the sculpture was not a newly met hero's remnant soul, but one of the three heroes who first formed a bond with him in Gong Village, Huizhou, and also the hero who followed him the longest. It was one of the bean soldiers he had consecrated the longest and was the most powerful.

Changing a new body for the bean soldier he had consecrated the longest and was the most powerful was not a rational move, because no matter what remnant soul entered this sculpture, it was about the same, and other remnant souls were not necessarily inferior to this remnant soul.

This was purely an emotional move.

Lin Jue was very grateful to him and was the first to change the best body for him.

And the original one was left for the new remnant soul.

"Over the years, thank you for your help, hero. I hope you can live here more comfortably."

Lin Jue bowed to it, and then took it back.

I don't know when, the snow in the courtyard had increased, and the two monster figures had also disappeared.

The capital began to have people visiting again.

Probably because the news of the breach of Caohai Pass made these capital nobles, who were indulging in pleasure and swallowing pills and sucking powder all day long, realize for the first time that war and the fragmentation of their current lives were so close to them, and there was a True Man who could fight demon kings in the capital, so they naturally wanted to grab this straw and plan a way to survive for themselves in the future.

The palace had also sent people to invite him several times, and the Crown Prince had also come twice.

Probably wanting to move Lin Jue, either to go to the north to fight, or to offer advice for the situation.

Lin Jue did not pay attention to it.

The seventh senior brother was even more carefree, going out late and returning early every day. Every time he came back, he was definitely smiling, with the smell of wine and fragrant wind on him, looking like he was enjoying himself to the extreme.

If we talk about days, he was the most free and easy.

Yet his spells did not fall behind.

This senior brother's talent was indeed extraordinary.

In the cold winter, plum blossoms gradually bloomed in the capital.

Lin Jue went out of the city once, to visit Daoist Daoist Qingxuan and Daoist Jiang at Zhenjian Palace, and then went out of the city with them, taking the fox to the village outside the city to enjoy the plum blossoms, leaving traces in the snow, boiling tea in the snow, talking about the affairs of the north and south, the struggle of the gods, and chatting about poetry and elegance.

Not long after, it was New Year's Eve.

Lin Jue called the junior sister and the third senior brother from Mount Feng, spent the New Year with them, had a New Year's Eve dinner, and went out for a stroll together after dark.

Four Daoists walked in the dim light, the junior sister held her little disciple, the fox became the size of a fingernail and stood on Lin Jue's head to avoid being recognized, and even Princess Hua manifested herself to walk with the four, with more eyes looking at the capital tonight.

I saw ten thousand lights shining brightly, colorful ribbons hanging high in the brothels, and fireworks were gorgeous and eye-catching. People were coming and going on the street as usual, but occasionally there was a little worry on the eyebrows of the people.

Several Daoists chatted in a low voice while watching.

"I heard that recently, a two-headed cow appeared in the capital, saying it was a sign of the division of the world, and it was said that a five-legged cow appeared in a farmer's house outside the city, saying it was a demon sign that the imperial court was engaging in heavy corvee labor, ignoring the lives of the people, and seizing the farming time, making the people unable to live. In short, they were all ominous signs recorded in ancient books, all meaning that the imperial court was finished," the seventh senior brother looked at them. "What do you senior and junior brothers think?"

"What else can I think? It's none of my business! It's better to kill it and eat the meat!"

"Third senior brother, we are practitioners of the Dao, we don't eat beef," the junior sister reminded him seriously.

"Every time before the world is in chaos, there will be many such rumors. It is difficult to say whether they predicted the chaos of the world, or whether the world was about to be in chaos, so people turned them out," Lin Jue shook his head and said. "I think there might not be such things in the prosperous age, but in the prosperous age, no one will take them out to talk about, no one dares to take them out to talk about, and even if they are taken out, they will be interpreted as auspicious signs."

"Junior brother's words make sense!"

"Indeed." Princess Hua nodded, her demeanor dignified and her voice soft. "Such things are actually not signs given by heaven. They exist in both chaotic and prosperous times, but they can also be considered a kind of sign."

"Oh? How so?"

"This sign comes from the human heart," Princess Hua, as a god in the past, had lived for a long time and had seen many such things. "People feel that the world is about to perish, so they spread demon signs, and doesn't this just predict that the world is about to perish?"

"Xiao Shimei-in-law also has great insights!"

"You Daoist! Have you been muddled by flower wine?" The third senior brother raised his eyebrows and said.

Princess Hua smiled without saying a word.

The seventh senior brother ignored him and continued to ask: "Then do you and Princess Hua think this will be the last New Year's Eve of this dynasty?"

"Who can say for sure?" Princess Hua shook her head. "Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Although it all depends on personal ability, there is also opportunity and luck involved, and there are always many coincidences."

"I asked the Spirit Medium, and the Spirit Medium said there are still a few years," Lin Jue said. "Probably it feels that Lord Lord Tianweng is not so easy to defeat."

"Is that the one where you refuted the Spirit Medium?"

"It was refuting the senior."

"Good, good, good..."

The seventh senior brother laughed.

"Third Shixiong brother should have come to the capital a few years earlier," Lin Jue recalled the first year he and his junior sister came to the capital for the New Year, and seeing the scene on New Year's Eve, he couldn't help but say, "Coming to the capital to see this New Year's Eve a few years earlier, although it was still the same prosperity and the same colorful lights like a dream, the starry river on the ground, it was a completely different state of mind."

"That's you. In my eyes, senior brother, everything is the same." "That's true."

Several Daoists walked until late at night, and it seemed that everyone was reluctant to part and was late to return home.

The next day was the New Year.

After several sunny days, the apricot blossoms outside the city bloomed one after another.

Lin Jue called the third senior brother and the seventh senior brother again, and invited Daoist Jiang and Daoist Daoist Qingxuan of Zhenjian Palace to go to the mountain outside the city to enjoy the apricot blossoms.

The whole mountain was pink, like smoke and clouds.

There were many scholars and poets in the mountains, elegant things, ignoring the worries from the north, gathering to enjoy the spring, chanting poems and painting, drinking wine and painting. The group of Daoists walking among them also became scenery in their eyes, and perhaps someone included them with the green mountains and apricot blossoms, into the paintbrush, and froze them into a painting.

After descending the mountain, the seventh senior brother and the third senior brother said goodbye to him.

"Junior brother has the highest ability. If you pass through the Central Plains, remember to turn in a direction and accompany me to play for a few days," the seventh senior brother said.

"That goes without saying."

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"Third senior brother, while wandering the world, don't forget to write to us. It's not just the temple master who is your senior and junior brother," the seventh senior brother said to the third senior brother with a smile.

"We'll see when I have time." The third senior brother was very casual.

"Third Shixiong brother, if you travel to the north and hear news of Lord Luo, remember to write back and tell me," Lin Jue said.

"We'll see, we'll see."

"Then I'm leaving."

The seventh senior brother prepared a carriage, carrying the puppets he made, and left swaying.

The third senior brother got on the jade horse, turned his head to look at Lin Jue, and his fingers pinched like fortune-telling: "I heard that junior brother is also leaving the capital to look for some opportunity. This poor Daoist pinched his fingers and calculated that you should wait until the tree in the courtyard of Zhenjian Palace blooms before leaving, right?"

"Third Shixiong brother, look at yourself more."

"Hahaha!"

The third senior brother drank wine with his head up, laughed loudly with his head up, waved to him, and it counted as a farewell.

Lin Jue envied him very much.

This senior brother seemed to have no heart, lungs, or feelings, and never felt reluctant because of parting.

And he was naturally reluctant.

The reluctance was mainly for the third senior brother.

This person wandered the world, made his home everywhere, and no one knew when they would meet again next time.

But after the apricot blossoms outside the city withered, the heavy snow in the north gradually melted, and the war seemed to become tense again.

Fortunately, after a winter of preparation, I don't know how the dispute in the Nine Heavens was, but in any case, the imperial court in the mortal world had some preparations, mobilized many troops, and fought back and forth with them.

The mountain flowers bloomed a few more times, and the spring day was coming to an end.

Wan Wan Xinrong and the others had all learned the spells, and Lin Jue had also packed his bags.

It happened to be the time when the flowers in the mortal world were exhausted in April, and the spring was turning into summer green. The sun had been warm for several days, but in the newly expanded Zhenjian Palace outside the city, a piece of snow was blooming.

Lin Jue brought the fox to visit.

The mountain gate was becoming more and more imposing, with the three big characters "Zhenjian Palace" on the top, flying like dragons and dancing like phoenixes, quite free and easy.

On both sides, a pair of couplets were written:

Use a mirror to see your appearance;

Use your heart to see your fortune.

Lin Jue knocked on the door.

Today, Zhenjian Palace was not open to guests; it was open solely to bid farewell to old friends.

Therefore, when the strange little Daoist boy inside opened the door, Lin Jue saw the lush fringe tree in the courtyard. Looking from afar, the flowers bloomed like clouds and snow, in clusters and flowers, hanging on the branches, accompanied by the palaces, pavilions, red walls, and green tiles of the Daoist temple, as if it were a scene outside the world.

The blue smoke in the tripod curled up and drifted above it.

The fox walked with small steps, its eyes full of curiosity, and walked under the tree, looked up, and a pair of glass-amber-like eyes reflected the clouds and snow.

There was also a female Daoist sitting under the tree, holding a whisk, in a simple and elegant Daoist robe, with a face as white as snow, even better than the fringe flowers, as if reflecting light in the sun.

"Daoist friend, you are here."

Daoist Jiang sat quietly under the tree, with a table and a stove in front of her, and water vapor rose and drifted: "Freshly boiled tea, tea from Huizhou, accompanied by flower viewing."

"Good."

Daoist Daoist Qingxuan also came from the backyard.

Daoist Jiang poured tea herself, emitting a few wisps of tea fragrance.

"Daoist friend, please."

"Many thanks."

Lin Jue lowered his head and tasted a sip.

"Tsk..."

It was still just sugar and plums added, without any other messy things. Besides the tea fragrance, it was slightly sweet and slightly sour, which was his favorite taste.

The three sat around the tea table, drinking tea and enjoying the flowers.

They also enjoyed the fox chasing the falling flowers in the wind.

(End of chapter)