Chapter 430 April Snow
"what?"
Lin Jue couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Although the bean soldier method, with the addition of residual souls of spiritual wood, can indeed sow beans to form soldiers and make them alive, I have never seen such strangeness and vitality.
For a moment, he really felt that the statue in his hand had come alive, as if the hero's soul had been resurrected from the dead.
And the ritual hasn't even started yet.
It’s all thanks to the wonder of the spiritual wood.
"If we practice it well, with time, relying on the longevity tree of the Queen Mother of the East as our body, coupled with her magical charm, it may not be impossible for a bean soldier to become a divine general."
Of course, this would have to wait until Lin Juecheng attained true enlightenment, only then would he have more time to do it and it would be possible to complete it.
At that time, the bean soldiers will use the body of the demon king as their body and the magic power of the immortals as their sacrifice.
You can imagine that it must be extraordinary.
The one that Lin Jue invited into the statue at this time was not the remnant soul of the hero he had just met, but one of the three heroes who first became acquainted with him in Huizhou Gong Village. He was also the hero who had followed him for the longest time and one of the most powerful bean soldiers he had trained for the longest time.
It is not rational to replace the longest-refined and most powerful bean soldier with a new body, because no matter what kind of residual soul enters this statue, it is almost the same, and other residual souls may not be inferior to this residual soul.
This is purely an emotional act.
Lin Jue was very grateful to him and took the lead in replacing his body with the best one.
The original one is left to the new remnant soul.
"Thank you for your help over the years. I hope you can live more comfortably here."
Lin Jue bowed to him and then took it back.
At some point, the snow in the yard had become heavier and the two monster figures had disappeared.
People from the capital began to visit him again.
Perhaps it was the news of the collapse of Caohai Pass that made these nobles in the capital, who had been indulging in lust and swallowing elixirs all day long, realize for the first time that the war and the destruction of their current lives were so close to them, and that a real person who could fight the Demon King was in the capital, so they naturally wanted to grasp this straw and seek a chance for their future.
The palace sent people to invite him several times, and the prince also came twice.
He probably wanted to ask Lin Jue to either go to the north to fight or to offer advice on the current situation.
Lin Jue ignored it.
The seventh senior brother was even more carefree. He went out late and came back early every day. Every time he came back, he would have a smile on his face, and the smell of alcohol and fragrance on his body, as if he was enjoying himself to the extreme.
When it comes to life, he is still the most carefree.
But his magic spells did not fall behind.
This senior brother is truly extremely talented.
During the cold winter, plum blossoms gradually bloom in the capital.
Lin Jue went out of the city once, to visit Taoist Qingxuan and Taoist Jiang in Zhenjian Palace, and then went out of the city with them, taking the fox to the village outside the city to appreciate the plum blossoms, leaving footprints in the snow, and brewing tea in the snow. They talked about the affairs of the north and south, the struggle between gods, and some elegant poetry.
It wasn't long before it was New Year's Eve.
Lin Jue called his junior sister and third senior brother from Fengshan down to celebrate the New Year with them. They had the New Year’s Eve dinner and then went out for a stroll together after dark.
Four Taoists walked in the dim light. The little sister held her little disciple in her arms. The fox became as big as a fingernail and stood above Lin Jue's head to avoid being recognized. Even Princess Hua showed up and walked with the four. Many pairs of eyes looked at the capital tonight.
There were bright lights in every house, colorful ribbons hanging high in the brothels, and dazzling fireworks. The streets were bustling with people as usual, but occasionally some people had a little worry on their brows.
Several Taoists watched and chatted in low voices.
"I heard that a two-headed cow appeared in the capital recently, which is said to be a sign of the world's division. It is also said that a five-legged cow appeared in a farmer's home outside the city, which is said to be a demonic sign that the court is imposing corvée labor, ignoring the lives of the people, and seizing the farming season, which is causing the people to suffer. In short, these are all ominous signs recorded in ancient books, and they all mean that the court is about to end." The seventh brother looked at them, "What do you think, brothers and sisters?"
"What else can I do? It's none of my business! I might as well kill him and eat his meat!"
"Third brother, we are monks and do not eat beef." The younger sister reminded seriously.
"Whenever there is chaos in the world, there will be a lot of rumors like this. It's hard to say whether they are a harbinger of chaos or whether people are digging them up when chaos is about to break out." Lin Jue shook his head and said, "I think there may be such things during prosperous times, but during prosperous times, no one would bring them up, no one dared to bring them up, and even if they were brought up, they would be interpreted as a good omen."
"Brother, what you said makes sense!"
"Indeed." Princess Hua nodded, her demeanor dignified and her voice gentle, "These kinds of things are not actually signs from heaven. They happen in times of turmoil and prosperity. But they can be considered a sign."
"Oh? How should I say it?"
"This omen comes from people's hearts." Princess Hua had been a spirit for a long time and had seen a lot of things like this. "People felt that the world was going to end, so they spread the omen. Isn't this exactly a sign that the world is going to end?"
"Sister-in-law is also very insightful!"
"You Taoist priest! Are you drunk from the wine and women?" said the third senior brother with a raised eyebrow.
Princess Hua smiled but said nothing.
Senior Brother Seven ignored him and continued to ask, "So, Junior Brother and Princess Hua, do you 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, success and failure depend on personal ability, but also on luck and chance. There are always many coincidences."
"I asked the spirit medium, and the spirit medium said it would take a few more years." Lin Jue said, "Maybe it thinks that Tianweng will not be defeated so easily."
"You are the one who refuted the spirit medium?"
"It's a rebuttal to the senior."
"Good good..."
Senior Brother Seven was smiling.
"Brother, you should have come to Beijing a few years earlier." Lin Jue recalled the first time he and his sister came to Beijing to celebrate the New Year. Seeing the scene on New Year's Eve, he couldn't help but say, "I came to Beijing a few years ago to watch this New Year's Eve. Although it was still as prosperous, with the same dreamlike colored lights and the stars on the ground, it was a completely different mood."
"That's you. In my eyes, everything is the same." "Yes."
Several Taoists walked until late at night, and it seemed that each of them was reluctant to leave and was slow to return home.
The next day is New Year's Day.
For several consecutive sunny days, apricot blossoms outside the city bloomed one after another.
Lin Jue called his third and seventh senior brothers and invited Taoist Master Jiang and Taoist Master Qingxuan from Zhenjian Palace to go to the mountain outside the city to admire the apricot blossoms.
The whole mountain is covered with red powder, like smoke and clouds.
There are many scholars and poets in the mountains who enjoy elegant activities. Regardless of the sorrow coming from the north, they gather to enjoy the spring, recite poems, drink and paint. A group of Taoists walking among them have also become the scenery in their eyes. Perhaps someone has captured them together with the green mountains and apricot blossoms and captured them in a painting.
After going down the mountain, the seventh and third senior brothers said goodbye to him.
"Junior brother, you have the best skills. If you pass by Zhongzhou, please remember to turn around and stay with me for a few days." said the seventh senior brother.
"That goes without saying."
"Third brother, when you are traveling around the world, don't forget to write to us. But the temple master is not the only one who is your fellow disciple." The seventh brother said to the third brother with a smile.
"Let's talk about it when we have time." The third brother was very casual.
"Brother, if you travel to the north and hear any news about Mr. Luo, please remember to write back and let me know." Lin Jue said.
"Say it again, say it again."
"Then let's go."
The seventh brother bought a carriage, loaded the puppets he made, and left swayingly.
The third senior brother got on the jade horse, turned his head and looked at Lin Jue, and moved his fingers as if he was telling fortunes: "I heard that junior brother is also leaving the capital to seek some opportunity. I calculated with my fingers, and it seems that he will wait until the tree in the courtyard of Zhenjian Palace blooms before leaving, right?"
"Brother, look at yourself more."
"Hahaha!"
The third senior brother raised his head to drink, then laughed, and waved to him as a farewell.
Lin Jue was quite envious of him.
This senior brother seems to be heartless, has no feelings, and never feels sad about parting.
And of course he was reluctant.
The one who was reluctant to leave was mainly the third senior brother.
This person travels around the world and regards the whole world as his home. No one knows when he will be seen again.
But when the apricot blossoms outside the city withered and the heavy snow in the north gradually melted, the war seemed to become tense again.
Fortunately, after a winter's preparation, I don't know how the conflict in the Nine Heavens ended, but the human court was somewhat prepared and dispatched a lot of troops there to fight back.
The mountain flowers bloom again, and spring is coming to an end.
Wan Xinrong and others have already learned the magic spells, and Lin Jue has also packed his bags.
It was April, the time when spring was gone and summer was green. The sun had been shining brightly for several days, making people feel warm. However, in the Zhenjian Palace, which had just been expanded outside the city, a field of snow was blooming.
Lin Jue came to visit with the fox.
The mountain gate becomes more and more majestic, with three large characters "Zhenjian Palace" written on top in a flamboyant style, which is quite freehand.
On both sides there is a couplet:
Use a mirror to reflect yourself;
Use your heart to see good and bad.
Lin Jue knocked on the door.
Today, Zhenjian Palace is not open to the public, but is only open for the farewell of old friends.
Therefore, as soon as the strange little Taoist boy opened the door, Lin Jue saw the lush tassel tree in the courtyard. From a distance, the flowers were like clouds and snow, hanging in clusters on the branches, accompanied by the Taoist temple's palaces and pavilions and red walls and green tiles, as if it was a scene out of this world.
Green smoke rose from the cauldron and floated above it.
The fox took small steps, his eyes full of curiosity, and walked under the tree. He looked up, and his pair of amber-like eyes reflected the clouds and snow.
There was another female Taoist sitting under the tree, holding a whisk, wearing a simple Taoist robe. Her face was as white as snow, even more so than the tassels, which seemed to be reflecting the sun.
"Daoyou is here."
Taoist Priest Jiang sat quietly under the tree, with steam rising from the table and stove in front of him: "Freshly brewed tea, Huizhou tea, to accompany the flower viewing."
"it is good."
Taoist Qingxuan also came over from the backyard.
Taoist Priest Jiang poured the tea himself, emitting wisps of tea fragrance.
"Fellow Taoist, please."
"Thank you."
Lin Jue lowered his head and took a sip.
"Tsk..."
Only sugar and plums were added, without any other messy things. It had the aroma of tea and was slightly sweet and sour, which was his favorite taste.
The three of them sat around the coffee table, drinking tea and appreciating the flowers.
Also watch the fox chasing the falling flowers in the wind.
(End of this chapter)
