Chapter 39: Descendants of Shennong, Bloodline of Emperor Yan

After a cup of tea.

Zhou Haochen changed into a new set of gorgeous clothes and sat in the lobby of the palace. He couldn't help but frowned as he listened to Qin Qiulan's report about the paper man peeping.

"Your Highness, this matter is most likely instigated by the Sixth Prince." Qin Qiulan said angrily.

"not necessarily!"

"Given Sixth Brother's personality, he doesn't seem like the type to resort to trickery."

"It is highly likely that the Shenxiao Sect acted on its own initiative. However..." Zhou Haochen paused and changed the subject, "We must be on guard against others."

"Your Highness is right." Helian Hai nodded slightly, "Your Highness, you have just awakened the Five Thunder Spirit Body, and you have attracted the attention of the Shenxiao Sect. I am afraid that more people will secretly watch you in the future."

"The palace's guards and protection..."

Helian Hai didn't say anything else, but just kept shaking his head.

Zhou Haochen was also helpless about the poor guards in the palace.

Guards also need to be paid.

His mother, who was born a palace maid, had no power from her natal family and could support Zhou Haochen.

Naturally, the resources in Zhou Haochen's hands are far inferior to those of the crown prince, the second prince, the sixth prince and others.

"Auntie Lan, select another group of palace guards with clean backgrounds."

"I understand, Your Highness!"

The next day.

The Yamen of the Ministry of Industry.

Zhou Haochen took a sip of the spiritual tea brewed by Mu Yuanye.

Mu Yuanye's tea art has become more and more advanced after these days of training.

There are signs that she is developing into the position of CEO's secretary.

"Yuan Ye, has there been any major event in the Ministry of Works recently?" Zhou Haochen put down his teacup and asked softly.

"Your Highness, today the Farmer's Hero Leader leads the Farmer's disciples and is invited to the Ministry of Works."

Hearing Mu Yuanye's words, Zhou Haochen was stunned at first, then he reacted immediately.

"Come and save the Earth Mother Tree."

Mu Yuanye nodded.

"Master said that the stump and roots of the Earth Mother Tree still have a glimmer of hope."

"Perhaps, there is still a chance of saving him..."

“So, we invited a farmer’s expert to come.”

"When it comes to playing with plants and trees, the farmers are the professionals. We Mohists are far inferior."

……

"Luo Zixu, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as charming and elegant as ever." The Minister of Works and the great figure of the Mohist school warmly welcomed the farmers' group.

The group of farmers was led by a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat. He had dark skin and looked not much different from an ordinary old farmer.

This person is the chivalrous leader of the farmers - Luo Zixu.

Behind him, there were three elders, two men and one woman, with extraordinary demeanor, and they were obviously masters of the farming family.

In addition, Luo Zixu also brought a dozen young farmers.

The graceful figure in a black long skirt attracted the enthusiastic gazes of many young people in the Ministry of Industry.

The woman was tall, with a slender waist. The curve of her waist, which could be held in one hand, suddenly expanded downward, outlining a round and full curve, like a ripe peach.

The breathtaking curve between the waist and hips makes everyone who has seen it marvel at the magic of Nuwa, the goddess of beauty, who can create such an alluring curve.

She looked to be around 27 or 28 years old, about the same age as Qin Qiulan.

Her temperament is ethereal, like an orchid in a valley. Her every move seems to be in harmony with heaven and earth. She exudes a faint scent of plants, making people wonder if she is the reincarnation of the flower god.

This woman seemed to have long been accustomed to the scorching gazes of outsiders, and she was calm and composed.

"Mo Sihai, we haven't seen each other for almost ten years. As soon as you come here, you have created a big problem for me!" Luo Zixu said in a complaining tone as soon as he entered the door.

"Problem? I see you are extremely happy."

"The opportunity to save the four sacred trees only comes once in a thousand years. If you and I were not old acquaintances, how could such a good opportunity be yours?"

The Earth Mother Tree is one of the four great sacred trees in the world. The opportunity to save the four sacred trees is extremely rare, especially for farmers.

"If it can be cured, that would be the best, but if it can't be cured, Emperor Qianyuan will inevitably punish it."

"Luo Zixu, just let go and act boldly. Your Majesty is not the kind of person who would mess around."

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Luo Zixu went straight to the point and asked.

"Mother Earth Tree, what's the situation now?"

"The stump and the part above it have no life left and cannot be saved."

"But the stump and the root system still have a glimmer of hope, and we need your farmers' full support."

"Three elders, accompany me to take a look at the Earth Mother Tree first."

As Luo Zixu spoke, he brought three elders and, under the leadership of Mo Sihai, came to the Earth Mother Tree Realm.

When the four farmers saw the miserable state of the Earth Mother Tree, they all showed expressions of surprise.

"This……"

"The White Lotus Sect is not worthy of being a human being!"

"Who says it's not true? There is only one Earth Mother Sacred Tree in the whole world, and they have destroyed it like this."

"If we can't save it, it will be completely lost."

"The White Lotus Sect is not worthy of being a human being."

Mo Sihai sighed quietly.

Luo Zixu placed his dark hands on the tree stump, his eyes slightly closed, sensing the remaining vitality of the Earth Mother Tree.

After ten breaths, he slowly opened his eyes.

"There is still hope, but only seven days at most."

"Elder Mozhu, what do you think?"

Luo Zixu turned his head and looked at the tall woman in black behind him.

Seeing that Luo Zixu, the hero of the farming family, actually asked an elder for advice, Mo Sihai couldn't help but become curious.

Look at the tall and plump Elder Mozhu.

The next second, Mo Sihai's gaze was attracted as if it had encountered a magnet.

What attracted him was not Elder Mozhu's tall and plump figure, but the flame mark between her eyebrows.

"Descendants of Shennong?"

Mo Sihai exclaimed, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly, shrinking to the size of a needle tip.

"hehe!"

"Mo Sihai, your vision is still as sharp as it was back then."

"If I'm not mistaken, the flame mark on Elder Mozhu's forehead is the mark of the Flame Emperor."

“I never thought that I would be able to see the Yan Emperor’s mark in my lifetime.”

The expression on Mo Sihai's face was one of sigh and emotion.

Jiang Mozhu nodded slightly and smiled.

"Mr. Mo Ju, thank you for your praise. I am just lucky to have awakened the bloodline of Emperor Yan."

The Seal of Emperor Yan is the symbol of awakening the bloodline of Emperor Yan.

The bloodline of Emperor Yan is very noble.

In fact, with the spread of Shennong's bloodline, the number of people who have Shennong's bloodline is countless.

But for most people, the bloodline of Emperor Yan is extremely weak and they will never be able to awaken it in their lifetime.

People like Jiang Mozhu who can awaken the bloodline of Emperor Yan are rare.

Those who awaken the bloodline of Emperor Yan, when awakening, will obtain the memories of Emperor Yan contained in their bloodline, which will benefit them endlessly.

As long as you don't die young, you will become a strong person.

Mo Sihai could figure it out with his toes. In the memories of Emperor Yan that Jiang Mozhu obtained, there must be a lot of inheritance about plants and trees, which would be of great benefit to the development of farmers.

(End of this chapter)