Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

Zhao Ji sighed involuntarily, and then asked about the passage of Tianlinyuan's dragon qi.

"The life of a person is also the gathering of qi. Gathering is life, and dispersing is death.

The same is true for Bamboo, the dragon energy below Tianlinyuan is scattered, and Pindao can only slow down the speed of the passage, but cannot turn the tide. "Lin Suya said calmly.

Hearing this, Zhao Ji frowned and didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said: "Guo Shi, you said, is Han Er's prophecy true?"

Lin Suya knew about Han Er.

At the beginning he said, Bamboo is here, Great Song is here, Bamboo is dead, Great Song is dead.

"It's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen. The prophecies are credible, but you can't believe them all." Lin Suya said slowly, after all, fate can also be changed.

Zhao Ji looked sad and lonely, how could he not understand what Lin Suya said.

But he obviously did everything, but the fact did not develop as he imagined.

He created imperial examinations and opened canals, which are not good for the people.

This group of pariahs actually want to oppose me.

There was the Southwest Rebellion before, and then the Nanyang Rebellion.

And Xishu also has the main force of the rebels.

This pile of pieces made him very tired.

After a long time, he stood up and stared at Lin Suya's eyes, his eyes suddenly became a little tender: "National teacher, if the Song Dynasty is in danger, will you take action?"

Lin Suya shook her head.

Lin Suya's reaction should not be tolerated by the emperor.

But Zhao Ji was not angry. At first, she was respected as a national teacher, and the two sides were just a cooperative relationship.

Moreover, even if Zhao Ji is really angry, he has nothing to do with Lin Suya.

To put it in a bad way, Lin Suya entered and exited the imperial city as if she were entering and leaving the realm of no one.

Zhao Ji laughed miserably and said, "National teacher, is your robbery coming?"

Lin Suya didn't speak.

Zhao Ji continued: "Is there really a calamity in this world?"

Lin Suya nodded: "Yes."

Looking at Lin Suya's calm expression, Zhao Ji closed his eyes.

The high-ranking officials have treated her for so many years, but they have never been able to impress her.

"That's it."

Zhao Ji opened his eyes and said softly: "National teacher, I am tired."

Lin Suya nodded, and the next moment, the figure disappeared in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Not long after Lin Suya left.

A figure quickly approached Zhao Ji, bent down and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has come to see Chen Hong."

...

After seeing Prince Zhao Chong, Chen Mo went to the Infantry Division to be familiar.

When Zhao Chong saw him, he just wanted to win over him.

Send money and send people.

In this regard, Chen Mo accepted all the orders.

Not much money, 10,000 taels of gold.

The people are two dancers.

Mainly the mind.

But Chen Mo promised that within three days, Zhao Chong would definitely regret his private encounter with him today.

Maybe at that time, he will try to get rid of his relationship with him.

After arriving at the Infantry Division, the cooldown time for the immortal cultivation simulator also came, and Chen Mo started the simulation.

Unsurprisingly, the ten-day simulation still did not break through to a first-rank martial artist.

Chen Mo chose the ten-day experience of the heart method.

He has reached the point of mental state and is heading towards heaven and man.

It is now the thirtieth day of the great upheaval.

The fact that he is a fake **** has not yet erupted, proving that everything has moved backwards.

If nothing else, Zhao Ji's breakthrough to a first-rank martial artist on the 50th day of the great turmoil should also be delayed.

But Chen Mo didn't dare to gamble.

In the remaining twenty days, he must break through to a rank one martial artist.

[The number of simulations today has been used up. 】

[The cooling time is 24 hours, the next simulation, 64,000 taels. Can be recharged in advance. 】

The system prompt sound made Chen Mo's mood worse.

...

Night falls.

Because he wanted to ask Lin Suya about breaking through to a first-rank martial artist, Chen Mo walked towards the palace with the token that Lin Suya gave him that day after having dinner in the Chen residence.

And when Chen Mo entered the palace.

For the first time, Zhao Fujin made trouble for his own dressing.

In the past, Zhao Fujin was very casual about his dress.

When I go to practice at night, I just put on a tight robe and light makeup.

But at this moment, Zhao Fujin is trying on dresses one by one.

Zhao Fujin put on a pink skirt, then turned around in front of the bronze mirror, and then said to Zhao Jiangning who was sitting on the bamboo mat, "Sister, do you look good?"

Zhao Jiangning nodded, Zhao Fujin is naturally beautiful, she looks good in everything she wears, but she frowned and said, "Fujin, your skirt is so long, won't it hinder you when you practice?"

In her impression, you should dress more concisely when practicing qigong.

This pink skirt is so long that it drags the floor, and it will definitely be restrained.

"Then I'm changing one."

It seems that he was afraid that the master would say that Zhao Fujin hid behind the screen again and changed.

Then Zhao Jiangning confirmed it, and after writing ink in front of the dressing table for a while, he trotted to the Shenxiao Temple.

Looking at Zhao Fujin's leaving back, Zhao Jiangning couldn't help but help his forehead: "There's no help."

...

When seeing Zhao Fujin again, Chen Mo couldn't help but be stunned.

The slender figure is plump and slender. Under the blowing of the evening wind, his clothes are ringing, and he wears a white low-cut long skirt and a white silk veil.

Moonlight hit his face, long eyelashes, handsome pink nose, and moist cherry mouth.

When he saw Chen Mo, his hands were suddenly put behind him, his fingers intertwined, revealing the shyness of a young girl, and his red lips lightly opened: "Junior Brother, hello... long time no see."

"Long time no see, Senior Sister, do you miss me?" Unlike Zhao Fujin's restraint, Chen Mo made a joke when he saw that there was no one in sight.

Zhao Fujin nodded lightly, then said with a blushing face: "Junior brother, what happened that day was my fault. I misunderstood you. I apologize to you. I'm sorry."

"What's up?"

Chen Mo was taken aback.

"that is..."

"You are here."

Before Zhao Fujin finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of the two of them.

Wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in hand, her blue silk is soft and smooth, casually tied into a bun, and a few strands of hair hang down to her ears, which is indescribably free and easy.

Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, even though he was already a second-rank martial artist, he still didn't realize when Lin Suya arrived.

"Master."

"Master National Teacher."

Zhao Fujin and Chen Mo bowed hands.

Lin Suya nodded, then instantly shot, grabbing towards Chen Mo's wrist.

But what was caught was the afterimage of Chen Mo~www.readwn.com~ and his figure was already three feet away.

This is Chen Mo's instinct to dodge.

"Transposition." Zhao Fujin's eyes flashed with surprise.

Lin Suya was also a little surprised, her figure flashed and appeared behind Chen Mo.

In fact, he could still hide, but he didn't hide anymore.

Lin Suya grabbed Chen Mo's wrist and sensed it. After a while, she suddenly showed a shocked expression.

Even she is not calm at the moment.

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