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Six hundred and thirty-five chapters, luck cause and effect

After listening to An Ziyu's introduction, Yang Chenyu pinched his fingers and couldn't help but frowned.

Seeing the master frowning, An Ziyu and others couldn't help but feel heartbroken. It seemed that he had done something wrong with others. If he had known this, he would not have accepted the royal title.

But Yang Chenyu said later, An Ziyu and others felt relieved: "The royal family should have lasted for another hundred years, but as soon as this title was released, the Qinglong Dao Vein had a lot of luck. It seems that the royal family will be destroyed in less than ten years."

After hearing what the master said, An Ziyu couldn't help but admire him and hurriedly reported: "What Master said is that the royal family is now trapped in the capital, and the people everywhere are in their name but do not follow their orders. In addition, the parliament has a very heavy decentralization of power. It is said that even the daily expenses of the royal family cannot be guaranteed now. If it were not for the outer disciples sent by the disciples, the royal family would probably not be safe."

Yang Chenyu nodded: "Ziyu, you did it right, there are causes and effects. You have to be right, but there are a little less."

Speaking of this, Yang Chenyu paused slightly, reached out and waved his hand, and rows of tea cups flew over, falling one after another in front of An Ziyu and others. Then a teapot steamed, filling the tea cups with all the tea cups, and a fragrance of tea immediately drifted out.

Yang Chenyu took a cup, took a sip, thought for a while, and then asked, "In this way, the emperor should have no children."

Yang Chenyu's words make sense. As long as the royal family in all dynasties has children, it will not cause the anger of heaven and people, and their luck will always last for a long time. If there is no children, then the luck will decline quickly enough to make people shocked.

The roots are broken. How to continue your luck.

An Ziyu paid a lot of attention to the royal family and knew a lot about the situation of the royal family. After hearing what the master said, he hurriedly replied: "Master, you must have a lot of sons, but after the demons, you only have a young son left. He was frightened and had a weak constitution, and was not orthodox. After the death of the emperor, this son has been ascended the throne, and has not had a son. If it were not for the support of the elixir, he might have died three years ago."

Hearing An Ziyu's reply, Yang Chenyu smiled softly, shook his head, and sighed: "If it weren't for the many titles he gave to the Qinglong Dao Vein, which caused the luck to pass very quickly, there should be two sons and one daughter. In this way, I will go to see him and see what his private wishes are, and be satisfied, so that I can repay the cause so as not to drag down the Dao Vein."

The collapse of the heavenly way also has some connection with the emperors in the mortal world. Yang Chenyu did not want the Qinglong Taoist vein to become the sinner of the collapse of the heavenly way. If that were the case, this foundation would be in vain.

Therefore, the most wonderful way to achieve cause and effect.

Hearing what the master said, the disciples knew that the master was about to go, so they hurriedly bowed: "Disciple, please go with the master, but I will not see you for a long time. I miss you very much. I hope that Master will allow us to do this filial piety."

After hearing what the disciples said, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and laughed softly: "Cai'er.Cai'yan, you are not the Taoist boy you used to be."

"I hope Master will agree."

The disciples were reluctant to leave, and they vowed to follow Master to tell the parting. You should know that Master is too elusive and may disappear again after he goes there.

"That's right, Ziyu, this trip is about to be followed by a child, and it's up to you to arrange it."

As soon as Yang Chenyu finished speaking, the disciples immediately stared at the elder brother, hoping to choose him.

Who would have thought that An Ziyu said shamelessly: "Master, Master, Junior Meng Ting has been abroad for a long time and has worked hard and made great contributions. I hope Master can allow Junior Meng to take charge of the affairs of the Taoist meridians. The disciple is willing to act as a Taoist child and follow the master to serve."

Meng Ting couldn't help but be happy when he heard the words before the elder brother. He was thinking that the elder brother was kind and knew his junior brother's heart. Who would have thought that An Ziyu then changed his subject and arranged for him to guard the Dao meridian, which made Meng Ting's net appear.

"Master, this is absolutely not allowed. Senior brother is highly respected. Meng Ting does not have that reputation. If you want to be a Taoist boy, you will be satisfied."

Meng Ting dared not wait for his master to agree to this matter, so he hurriedly objected. If he waited until his master nodded, there would be no room for recovery.

"It's right, it's right, and it's the elder brother who guards the Dao meridian. I believe that the master needs more Taoist children around him."

Seeing that the eldest brother was so tough that he openly pretended to be a private matter, the disciples were panicked and hurriedly said, wanting to exclude the eldest brother. As for how many Taoist children the master wants, and how many of them may be able to express his feelings.

Seeing the disciples making noise, Yang Chenyu's face became a little unhappy and shouted coldly: "You are so ill-fated disciples, is it because your master's words are so ruthless?"

After hearing what the master said, the disciples suddenly fell silent. When they saw the master, they relaxed themselves. The master said that he asked the eldest brother to arrange it, so this is the master's will.

These words of my own are contrary to the teacher's words.

When Yang Chenyu came back this time, he was happy to see An Ziyu tidy up the Dao veins in an orderly manner. Therefore, An Ziyu was willing to follow him to the imperial capital. Yang Chenyu did not object and then settled down.

Seeing that the master decided on this matter, the disciples did not dare to say anything again. They could only bow and retreat after each, leaving only An Ziyu in the alchemy cave.

When the disciples left, Yang Chenyu remembered something: "Ziyu, call Yang Zitao here, I have something to ask."

An Ziyu responded, and then a paper crane came out. After a while, Yang Zitao and several disciples came side by side.

As a second-generation disciple, Yang Zitao was stationed far away before, so he hurriedly set off when he received An Ziyu's first paper crane. As soon as he returned to Fengming Mountain, he received his elder brother's paper crane. As soon as the other senior brothers rushed back, they came over together.

After worshiping the master, several disciples retreated on their own.

"Zi Tao, how are your parents' current situation?" Yang Chenyu had been away for so long and missed the girl a little, so he asked Yang Zitao.

"Report to the Lord, my disciples' parents are safe, and they still have a restaurant."

I haven't seen my uncle for a long time. When Yang Zitao met, he felt that his uncle was rushing towards him in front of him, so he called the Taoist master, which made Yang Chenyu feel unhappy: "Even my uncle can't bear to shout? Well, Zi Yu Zitao, go and see me. I haven't eaten the home-cooked dishes made by a girl for a long time. I miss you very much."

Yang Chenyu's words made Yang Zitao feel ashamed.

With An Ziyu, Yang Zitao and Yang Chenyu stepped out in one step, and in a blink of an eye he came from the alchemy cave to Mengxue Restaurant.

The restaurant sign written by Yang Chenyu is still hanging just as if it had just been hung, but there are long queues outside the restaurant.

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