"Ah, don't kill me!"
Chang 'an City, Tang Empire, inside the Imperial Palace.
Taizong Li Shimin woke up from his sleep. Empress Zhangsun, who was watching over him, quickly comforted him."Your Majesty, did you have a nightmare again? With ChenQie here, don't be afraid."
Li Shi Min shook his head, his face bitter.
Before this, the Dragon King of the Jing River had violated the heavenly law and wanted to go up to the Dragon Cutting Platform to ask for his execution. He had asked for help in the middle of the night.
Li Shimin agreed and pestered the Prime Minister Wei Zheng, who was in charge of the execution, on the day of the execution.
However, he did not expect that Wei Zheng's primordial spirit would leave his body while he was sleeping. He went to the Heavenly Court and provided a one-stop service of interrogation, conviction, sentencing, and execution. He directly beheaded the Dragon King of the Jing River.
That night, Li Shimin dreamed that the Dragon King of the Jing River came to claim his life with a bloody dragon head, scaring him half to death.
Since then, the imperial palace was haunted everywhere, and the news of the Jinghe Dragon King suing the emperor of the Tang Empire came from the underworld, which scared him into the underworld.
Fortunately, he was guided by an expert in the underworld. Li Shimin felt deeply guilty. After returning to the world, he built the Daxiangguo Temple and worshiped Buddha. He also invited the eminent monk Xuanzang to establish the Water and Land Dharma Conference to help the dead souls.
However, this was still not enough to calm his worries. He was plagued by nightmares every day and could not rest.
"Xuanwei Zheng is waiting outside the palace. Zhen wants to go out for a walk.”
After some disguise, a few guards escorted the Emperor and Empress out of the palace and met up with Prime Minister Wei Zheng.
On the way, Li Shimin asked,"My dear minister, is there anything new in Chang 'an recently?"”
Wei Zheng laughed heartily." Your Majesty, you came at the right time. I just heard from my steward this morning that a storyteller has appeared in Chang 'an recently. He doesn't talk about strange stories, Jianghu heroes, or national affairs. Instead, he talks about the immortals. His name is Investiture of the Gods.”
Li Shimin was surprised." There's actually such a strange person. You don't speak of supernatural powers, but you also say that we should respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them. Has this storyteller not read the books of sages?"”
Wei Zheng shook his head." I don't know. Your Majesty, let's go and take a look."”
Under Wei Zheng's lead, the group arrived at an inn called Tongfu.
The inn wasn't big and looked old, but it was crowded with people. There wasn't even a place to stay.
"Shopkeeper, quickly invite that little brother out to tell a story!”
"Hurry up, hurry up. You've already drunk three pots of tea.”
"If he still doesn't come out, I'll tear down your shop.”
The lively scene surprised Li Shimin. He said to Wei Zheng,""My dear minister, it seems that this storyteller has quite a high reputation.”
Wei Zheng nodded.”
Although Li Shimin was incognito, it was impossible for him to wait here for nothing. Therefore, Wei Zheng ordered someone to take his waist token and go to inform the shopkeeper.
In the upper room of the inn, Jiang Xuan, who was still snoring, was pulled up by the shopkeeper. He said with a trembling voice,""Sir, please get up and wash up and change your clothes. The Prime Minister has come to listen to your story and is already waiting in the private room.”
The dazed Jiang Xuan instantly woke up as his eyes lit up.""Are you Wei Zheng?"
The innkeeper made a hand gesture to keep quiet and said in a low voice,""I dare not call the Prime Minister by his name.”
"I wonder if Li Shimin is here. I've been waiting for him for a long time."”
"Aiya!" The shopkeeper's face was filled with fear as he fell to the ground.
After washing up and changing his clothes, Jiang Xuan held a white paper fan in his hand and left the room, leisurely walking downstairs.
The moment he appeared, it caused a huge commotion in the inn.
"Sir is coming down!"
"Is this the young storyteller? He looks so handsome.”
"Hurry up and serve the tea! Let Mister say it a few more times today!"
In the inn, those who knew each other and those who didn't were discussing. They were all looking forward to Jiang Xuan's storytelling today.
Jiang Xuan smiled and calmly stood by the tea table in the middle.
He looked around and found Li Shiming and his group in the private room of the attic. He smiled knowingly.
He wasn't a local. Half a month ago, he had entered the West from Earth and was bound to the strongest education system.
After figuring out its use, Jiang Xuan felt as if he had obtained a treasure. This golden finger was heaven-defying.
The system contained all the Dharmic teachings in the universe and was used to educate others.
With the strongest education system, any words spoken by him would carry the true meaning of the truth and could be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Not only could it change the minds of others, but it could also guide others and allow them to obtain the theories, techniques, divine powers, and so on.
At the same time, if anyone who listened gained something, these 'gains' would be stored in the system store. Jiang Xuan could exchange them for cultivation at any time.
At the same time, the person being enlightened would receive merit points after receiving Jiang Xuan's grace.
Merit points had many uses.
It could strengthen one's own strength. 10 million merit points could directly allow him to enter the immortal realm from a mortal.
They could also exchange and strengthen the cultivation techniques, magic treasures, and grotto-heavens in the mall.
50 million merit points could be exchanged for the 72 Transformations.
100 million merit points could be exchanged for a grotto-heaven blessed land filled with innate spiritual energy.
10 billion merit points could be exchanged for a Connate Numinous treasure.
Through the system, Jiang Xuan saw his future. Carefree, immortal, harem of three thousand…Just thinking about it made him drool.
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