From the corner of his eye, Li Guo'er saw that his father seemed to be holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand. As he shook his head, he quietly stuffed it into his sleeve with his palm.

I don’t know if this note was left by Master Yuan.

However, what kind of words can’t be dictated directly and have to be recorded on a piece of paper? Are you afraid that you won’t be able to remember them?

Li Guo'er began to think.

On the other side, Li Xian looked as usual and waved his hand:

"Nothing's wrong. Heavenly Master gave us some instructions to keep us all safe."

Master Yuan also nodded in agreement. After a while, he turned to Xie Lingjiang and said:

"The last thing is about your senior brother."

"Your senior brother has too many blessings. This is a good thing, but it is not a good thing, because great blessings are also great disasters. Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and dangers are unpredictable. The same is true for the people around you."

"Miss Xie, not everyone can bear great blessings. In fact, everyone has a bowl. How big the bowl is, how much blessings it holds. If you force too much into it, you will not be able to catch it, and it will always overflow and be trapped.

Those who covet it will rush to grab it. This is the way of heaven. If you lose more than you need, you will make up for the deficiency.

"As for how to expand this bowl, the only way is to do good deeds and accumulate merit.

"Your senior brother is a person with abundant blessings. A person with a big bowl may be because he has indeed done good deeds and accumulated a lot of merit, but the same is not true of the people around him. The people around him have small bowls, at least compared to the blessings leaked out of him.

The margin is small, so pay special attention to it.

"Unless you are a high-ranking person like the prince, the prince, or the little princess, the bowl will naturally be big. That's why I say that your senior brother is a talented person who supports the dragon and should stand in this position.

"But again, other people close to you should still pay attention."

Xie Lingjiang thoughtfully nodded seriously and said:

"I understand. Thank you Heavenly Master for your advice. I will bring it to Senior Brother."

"Okay, I'm all right now." Master Yuan said calmly, "Your Majesty, the Princess will leave Xunyang next."

Li Xian and Wei Mei held hands and looked around at the ruins of the palace of Prince Xunyang. Their expressions were a little nostalgic. Before the Li family could express their feelings, the old Taoist who had been watching them spoke first:

"Your Majesty, Princess, when we first met in the Ming Dynasty Palace, Gao Zong was still there, hosting a banquet for the world's elites. Your two highnesses were in the palace at that time, holding a pot for Gao Zong. Gao Zong gave the wine to you, and you came to pour it yourself. At that time, your two highnesses were newly married.

All

The black hair, talented man and good looks impressed the old Taoist. At that time, I never thought that His Highness’s family would be in the situation they are in today. Later, when he inherited the crown prince, there was a turmoil over the deposed emperor, and he was demoted from Jiangzhou. When I saw him again, he had a full head of white hair, which is really sad.”

Li Xian touched the bulging belly of the middle-aged man and smiled helplessly.

Wei Mei tilted her head, reached out to hold her husband's handsome face, and stroked the white hair on his temples, with a sad look in his eyes.

The old Taoist smiled heartily, pointed at himself and said:

"Who said, 'Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again'? Isn't the old man a little more youthful today? Hahaha, the prince has too much stubble, it's time to shave off some, but today his head is full of white hair, and he is back to his youth.

, is also a great joy. Speaking of which, I really miss this body.

"No wonder there are still dead people who are thinking about the secret knowledge of our sect. It is really a method of immortality in a certain sense. Unfortunately, it is just a loophole in the end. In fact, the old Taoist is dead. The current old Taoist only has the original memory."

The old Taoist tilted his head and spoke calmly to Lu Ya, who was staring at him:

"Did you hear that? I am dead. The person I am now is not me."

Lu Ya insisted:

"Master is not dead. Master has a miraculous plan, and with the help of heaven and earth, he will not die."

The Heavenly Master waved his hand without explaining, and his tone softened:

"Xiao Yazi, is there anything else you want to ask your teacher?"

The old man no longer called me stupid boy, but called him by his nickname.

Lu Ya shook his head vigorously:

"Disciple, I have nothing to ask Master. I just want to see Master more and chat more."

"Haha, gossip? You just want to gossip with me. The world is so busy, and it goes by too fast. The living are busy, and the dead don't rest in peace. They are all busy. Master, this generation, from now on

From life to death, I have spoken very few gossips and made many predictions. Many people have come to me to read their fortunes and ask me questions. It’s just different for you, Xiaoyazi. You just want to talk some gossips.”

Lu Ya endured his sadness and asked: "Master, can my disciple see you again?"

The old Heavenly Master's face became serious and he replied:

"You have forgotten what I told you, don't use the magic spirit indiscriminately. Remember, even if you are a teacher, you can't use it too much. I said, I am dead. I am not your master now..."

Lu Ya's eyes were red and he pursed his lips tightly.

The old master paused and asked about his son again. Lu Ya shook his head and said he didn't know. The old man frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

Lu Ya suddenly mentioned the matter of his junior sister Huang Xuan. The Heavenly Master smiled happily, said a few warm words, and finally solemnly warned:

"Okay, be kind to your junior sister, respect your teacher, and protect the prince and the little princess. Xiao Yazi, I will leave the Shangqing Sect to you."

Shao Qing, the old master looked down at his palms. Lu Ya's face became a little nervous, as if he had expected something.

The Heavenly Master suddenly said:

"That day, many senior brothers came over to the bedside and asked many questions. You stood at the back stupidly, just like the gatekeeper. Why didn't you take a step forward? I was so embarrassed that I didn't have time to say a few words to you.

.”

Lu Ya lowered his head and said, "Disciple, I only have idle chatter, which is insignificant. The affairs of my uncles are important and involve the incense of the ancestral hall."

The old Heavenly Master looked up to the sky and murmured: "Gossip, gossip, old Taoists also have gossip. I really wanted to talk to you who was crying quietly at that time."

Lu Ya's mouth trembled: "What...what are you talking about."

The Heavenly Master smiled and said:

"Xiao Yazi, everything has longevity, it just happens to be today."

After saying this, he walked to a small stone pier beside the rockery, sat down peacefully, sat upright, closed his eyes and passed away.

Li Dalang opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!