After the completion of the transaction with Duan Xiaolou, the son of King Xun, the three chatted about nothing more than some painless topics.
Duan Xiaolou mentioned that the Zhongwu demon who made trouble at the auction was an Ashura friar near Diluo city. He also bothered some thoughts in the later stage of distraction. I went to the imperial city to challenge Tongtian Road 300 years ago, but I failed to get through the eighth pass.
It is said that he has been searching around for defensive Lingbao for nearly a hundred years. It is estimated that he wants to take the last chance to go up to the ninth floor. Colleagues said that they could not find the opportunity to enter the fit period, so they would sell directly at the auction this time.
As for the Diluo City Lord, together with the Zhonglang of the Imperial Army, they tracked them all the way. Even if they can find the Buddha King Kong Fubao, it is impossible to return it to the Hongyan meeting again.
However, Yi Tianxin knows that it can make Wei qinya and Ke Zhennan track down so well. It seems that the Fubao can really play a big role in the road to heaven. At least they are insiders and know what occasion the Fubao should be used.
After the three had finished chatting, Shaoqing really had no reason to lead the topic to MI Baiji, the imperial historian standing aside. However, the reason is also somewhat far fetched. He just pretends that as a foreign monk, he is quite interested in the rise and fall of the history of the Asura Dynasty.
Since Mi Baiji, as a censor, naturally has some unique opinions on this aspect, I'd like to ask for it in private. If Prince Xun doesn't mind, find a quiet reception room in his house.
Although Duan Xiaolou was puzzled by these words, he still had some tolerance as the host, so he asked Mi Baiji to lead him to the side hall wing.
Yi Tian was secretly applauding. Even if the censor didn't want to, he had to take into account the face of King Xun's son. He couldn't refuse directly for a moment and a half.
But unexpectedly, MI Baiji was leisurely. He turned around and explained to King Xun's son, and got up to lead the way.
After they walked to one side of the wing room, Yi Tian stretched out his hand and offered a sacrifice to the sound insulation prohibition. Then they slowly went to the room to find the master and sat down. He turned and looked at Mi Baiji. He didn't look timid at all. He came forward and sat down in the opposite direction.
After half a ring, MI Baiji said first: "elder Yi is polite. I don't know what advice to find someone Mi this time?"
"Things are changeable. Last time you wanted to talk to me about something in the historical materials Museum, but I refused. This time it's my turn to invite you. Now we're even," Yi Tian said with a faint smile.
"That said, but last time we talked as equals, we could talk about everything," Mi Baiji replied calmly.
But in his words, Yi Tian found that the other party seemed to have some sense of blame. He moved his heart and sighed: "this time I asked for Taoist MI, and naturally I made friends with my peers. I hope you won't be surprised."
As soon as Mi Baiji said this, his face improved slightly. Then he turned and stared at himself and said, "what advice do you have, elder Yi?"
Although he said that he was a peer, MI Baiji still knew how to advance and retreat. Naturally, his experience as an official in the dynasty knew the importance of this remark.
Yi Tian smiled and said, "since we are friends of the same generation, we'd better match Yi's friends. I may not be as old as you in terms of my actual age?"
Mi Baiji was surprised with a flash in his eyes, then nodded and echoed, "since that's the case, let's follow what Yi Daoyou said."
"Every time I walk near Taoist MI, I will feel something more or less. I wonder if you also feel like this?" Yi Tian changed his front and entered the topic.
Mi Baiji nodded when he heard the speech, then stretched out his fingers and his golden spiritual power to draw in the air. After ten breaths, he saw his fingertips draw two marks in the air. Yi Tian was no stranger to this. One of them looked at the pattern on his forehead.
Later, I only heard him smile and say, "as the imperial censor of the imperial dynasty, I naturally study the history of the imperial family, but I don't know one thing in my heart."
"But it doesn't matter," Yi Tian replied with a solemn face.
He slowly took out a simple jade book, opened it and looked it up. Then he said, "Taoist Yi should be all the Royal people, otherwise I can't feel your hidden information in this Shura chronicle."
It turned out that this Shura chronicle sensed the similarities and differences in yourself. It seems that this thing should be a secret treasure of the Asura family. But how could such a secret guard be in the hands of an imperial censor in the period of transforming God? Yi Tian looked puzzled and asked, "do you know what information was recorded in the Shura chronicle?"
Mi Baiji smiled faintly and said, "I'm the imperial censor of the imperial dynasty. My ancestors were entrusted by the former Emperor Ashura to keep this thing ten thousand years ago. Only two generations of empresses in the whole imperial dynasty know that there is such a Shura chronicle in my hand."
"Just as the so-called wealth is not revealed, Taoist Mi easily took it out to me. Aren't you afraid of my sudden outburst?" Yi Tian joked.
"Yi Daoyou doesn't need it at all. If you want to compare this thing with others, you must give it with both hands without complaint," Mi Baiji said with a straight face, "because this Shura chronicle will only affect the person with the mark, and the one with the mark is naturally my Lord."
"Can Luo Ziyan know that?" Yi Tianshen asked.
"The current empress is young and vigorous. I haven't told her about it, so only the former empress, Yi Daoyou and the next three people know," Mi Baiji replied respectfully.
"Yes, I call Luo Ziyan by name. Don't you think I have committed a crime of disrespect?" Yi Tian asked.
"If someone offends the queen, I'll naturally have to argue with her. As for Yi Daoyou, it's not necessary," Mi Baiji replied.
"Oh, can you be so accurate? I'm still wondering whether you, as the companion of the prince Xun's son, should guard against you," Yi Tian said with a curl of his mouth.
"My emperor doesn't have to worry. Although I'm accompanied by King Xun's son, I'm still an important official of the imperial court first. Loyalty to the royal family is the most important," Mi Baiji said. After that, he stood up and walked to the front not far away and knelt down to worship.
Sighed, Yi Tian heard that his name had changed, and he knew he couldn't hide it any more. Gently remove the headdress on his forehead to reveal a golden mark, which is exactly the same as that painted by Mi Baiji.
Then he took back the silk ribbon on his head and said faintly, "I hope you don't make it public. And give me the Shura chronicle."
Mi Baiji's face showed a happy face and hurried back respectfully: "my emperor, please check slowly. There are places you don't understand. Let me talk to you carefully."