Chapter 66 When Jiuyou comes, it will be my era
Royal study room.

Emperor Qianyuan, who was reviewing memorials, suddenly paused.

He looked at the dark night outside the window through the dim lights with a deep gaze, and a hint of contemplation appeared on his face.

"Jiuyou?"

"who is it?"

"Tai Shuqing, or the old man from the black street?"

"Tai Shuqing has only obtained the mark for a short time. He probably hasn't realized its usefulness yet. He is probably still that old immortal from the black street."

"This old man is really restless!"

After muttering something, Emperor Qianyuan withdrew his gaze and his expression returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

……

Black street.

"what?"

"Someone went to Jiuyou again?"

"interesting!"

"Emperor Qianyuan just caused a big disturbance in Jiuyou not long ago, and now someone else is going to Jiuyou. This is really interesting."

"The three marks in the Earth Mother Tree have brought about many changes."

"I don't know if it was Tai Shuqing or the mysterious thunder cultivator who condensed the tree heart who entered the Nine Netherworld tonight?"

"Three marks, falling into the hands of three people, this is going to be a big drama to watch."

From the mouth of the Immortal Lord came sounds that caused disasters and trouble.

"No matter how you guys make trouble, it has nothing to do with me."

"I just need to wait until Jiuyou descends to the human world. Then... it will be my time."

"Zhou Huan, your Zhou family has ruled this world for a thousand years, now it's my turn."

……

Palace, quiet room.

The soul returned to the body and opened his eyes.

Two rays of light burst out from his eyes, as if they could tear the night apart.

"call--"

Zhou Haochen let out a long breath and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, an ordinary practice of visualization would bring about such an opportunity.

I went to Jiuyou and got a piece of submerged ghost fog lotus root.

In addition, the many opportunities in the Forgotten River can also be planned.

Especially the evil ghosts in the Forgotten River, after all, they are both dangers and opportunities.

If only all the ghosts in the Forgotten River could be used as food for the Soul-Honored Banner.

The restoration of the Soul Honoring Banner to its peak is just around the corner.

By then, let alone one billion Soul Banners, even hundreds of billions or trillions will not be out of reach.

After regulating his breath for a while and regaining his consciousness.

Zhou Haochen sat cross-legged and took a deep breath at the sinking ghost mist lotus.

A thin black mist emanated from the holes in the lotus root and was inhaled into Zhou Haochen's body.

From a distance, it looks like it is puffing out smoke.

The essence of the submerged ghost fog lotus is this thin layer of ghost fog, which has the effect of enhancing divine consciousness.

As the ghost fog merged into his soul, Zhou Haochen hurriedly activated the visualization diagram and continued to visualize the Yaksha.

Soon, Zhou Haochen could clearly feel that his soul was growing rapidly.

The speed of this growth can be seen with the naked eye.

Time passes at your fingertips.

Before I knew it, a night had passed.

When the eastern sky turned pale, the soft sunlight passed through the gauze-like clouds, through the window cracks of the quiet room, and fell on the ground, like stars of gold foil.

A handsome young man sat cross-legged with an upright posture.

Suddenly, he let out a long breath, and two streams of air blew out of his nose, like long white dragons.

"The second level of controlling things!"

"It is indeed a natural treasure that nourishes the soul. The effect is amazing!"

Opening his eyes, Zhou Haochen murmured, his tone mixed with joy and excitement.

Overnight, he was promoted to the second level of controlling objects.

This speed is quite fast.

As for the submerged ghost fog lotus, the black fog had obviously become thinner, as if some of it had been sucked away by something.

Zhou Haochen looked at the Submerged Ghost Mist Lotus Root. According to his cultivation speed, this piece of Submerged Ghost Mist Lotus Root could probably be used five or six times, which was enough for him to cultivate to the third level of controlling objects.

"Liyue, help me bathe and change clothes."

Zhou Haochen called out. Ever since the birth of the sisters Liyue and Chunyue, Auntie Lan had entrusted most of the daily personal care to the sisters.

Including the matter of setting the direction, Liyue took the initiative to volunteer to take on this "heavy responsibility" on behalf of her sister.

"Aim carefully, it's all over my shoes." Zhou Haochen said speechlessly.

Liyue's craftsmanship is far inferior to Aunt Lan's!

Liyue's pretty face was flushed and full of blush, like peach blossoms in February.

Her eyelids drooped and her eyes wandered, as if she didn't dare to look at the object in her jade hands.

"Your Highness, it is... it is... it is not honest..."

Li Yue stuttered, complaining in her heart.

too big!
She couldn't even hold it with one hand.

"Didn't Auntie Lan teach you the trick?"

"I have!"

"Since you can't learn it, let Chunyue do it."

"No...I...I can learn..."

A stubborn expression appeared on Liyue's pretty face as she recalled the tips Auntie Lan had taught her.

The trick is simple, just three words.

Light, soft and steady.

……

After finishing breakfast, Zhou Haochen rinsed his mouth and asked.

"Where's old man He?"

"I don't even smell any alcohol today."

Qin Qiulan reported slowly: "Your Highness, Mr. He left the palace last night and said he wanted to prepare a surprise for you."

surprise?

What surprise?
However, Zhou Haochen was still looking forward to the fact that a strong man in the upper three realms could consider it a surprise.

At this time, the servant came in to report.

"Your Highness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here to visit you."

"Big brother?"

Zhou Haochen was stunned for a moment. What was the prince visiting him for?
Wasn't he punished by his father to reflect on his mistakes behind closed doors for a month?
Are you not afraid that your father will find out about coming to Prince Wu’s palace?

Zhou Haochen met the prince in the hall, full of doubts.

Besides the prince, there was also an acquaintance of Zhou Haochen, Feng Huai, who came to visit.

"Thirteenth brother, how are you?" the prince said with a smile.

"Brother, there is no need to come to the temple, so why are you here today..."

"Hahaha, don't panic, Thirteenth Brother. I came here today to ask Feng Huai to apologize to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Huai fell to his knees with a bang.

"Your Highness Thirteen, I am sorry for offending you in the pleasure boat yesterday. Please be magnanimous and don't take it personally."

The corner of Zhou Haochen's mouth twitched slightly.

Teaching Feng Huai a lesson was just something he did for the convenience of the moment.

If Feng Huai hadn't come, he would have almost forgotten about it.

He was busy practicing and investigating cases, so he had no time to keep an eye on a small figure like Feng Huai.

However, today the prince brought Feng Huai to apologize, and he had to give the prince some face.

"Brother, you worry too much."

"I don't take Prince Feng's affairs to heart."

"I just hope that Prince Feng can learn from this lesson, study hard, learn a lot of skills, and serve his father."

"Thirteenth brother, you are right. Feng Huai has already deeply realized his mistake."

"Last night, he copied the poem to encourage learning a thousand times overnight."

"Your Highness, this is a poem I copied a thousand times to encourage learning as a token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

As he spoke, Feng Huai took out a stack of rice paper.

Written on the rice paper are his poems encouraging learning.

It's just... the writing is like a dog's crawling.

After taking a look, Qin Qiulan whispered in Zhou Haochen's ear.

"Your Highness, it is indeed one thousand manuscripts of poems encouraging learning."

It was indeed a thousand handwritten manuscripts of poems encouraging learning.

Judging from the handwriting, it was written by the same person.

As to whether Feng Huai copied it personally, Zhou Haochen was too lazy to think about it.

What’s important is attitude!

(End of this chapter)