Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

"What method?"

Qin Yuzhi looked at Li Mo raising a finger, looking confident, and couldn't help but look suspicious. She was so smart that she couldn't think of a method for a while, but you just tapped your head and figured it out?

This makes me, the dignified leader of the Summoning God, look very worthless, okay?

Li Mo's mouth curled up slightly: "I have a good thing. Once you eat it, you will never forget it. You can never leave it in this life..."

"But I can't make much of this thing by myself. I have to ask Mr. Xue for help."

"!"

Qin Yuzhi leaned back slightly.

Why did I suddenly feel that Xiao Li had a devil's horn on his head?

"Xiao Mo..."

"Ahem, when discussing official business, you have to refer to your position."

"Well, Master Li, everyone who is often a master knows it."

Qin Yuzhi's expression became serious:

"If the top beam is not straight, the bottom beam will easily be crooked. You are still young and it is easy to rush for success..."

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"I know you are a little anxious, but listen to me first. Do you still remember the Wulian Hall I told you about last time? The master at that time was also a genius, until later, he came into contact with a drug..."

Li Mo blurted out: "Shenli San?"

"How do you know?" Qin Yuzhi was stunned.

"Uh, in fact, Wulian Hall is gone. The Summoning Demon Sect now only has the Blood Refining Hall."

"???"

Master Qin's eyes were dull, and saliva almost flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

After a while of silence, the expression on his round face turned depressed.

She originally wanted to show off her achievements in managing the Divine Religion, such as eliminating banned drugs, but now she found that she seemed to have done nothing.

Seeing her lack of interest, Li Mo comforted her: "Let's start over again. Let's make the Wanxiang Immortal Sect bigger and stronger together! Create more glory!"

"No." Qin Yuzhi shook her head.

"Why?"

"What about illegal things?"

"...."

Li Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It is estimated that the people in the Demon Religion today would never dream that their former leader was so law-abiding.

"You eat that stuff every day, what does it have to do with illegal things."

"Huh?"

"MSG and chicken essence, you eat them deliciously every meal, and you said you couldn't eat in southern Xinjiang."

Li Mo took out two small jars, each containing white and light yellow powder.

Qin Yuzhi opened the jar and tasted it, her eyes lit up, it was a familiar fresh taste.

"So you're talking about seasoning?"

"Yeah, you feel uncomfortable if you don't eat it for a meal, so what's wrong with saying you can't live without it?"

"......Makes sense." Qin Yuzhi found that she couldn't refute it.

Li Mo asked again: "By the way, Master Qin, can you send dreams? Can you reproduce the taste of the dishes in the dream?"

"Hehe, you underestimate me too much. You dragged the whole city into the dream to have a feast. I just made a little effort."

Qin Yuzhi cheered up again and became motivated.

"Then I'll leave the advertising to you! I'll go to Mr. Xue to see if I can come up with the formula for MSG and chicken essence."

"Advertisement?"

After the two of them finished talking, Li Mo got up and went to Danding Peak. If he wanted to add these two seasonings to the tables of so many people in Southern Xinjiang, no other problems would exist.

Anyway, he didn't need this little money.

The important thing is the formula. With the formula, it would not be difficult for him to mass-produce these two things.

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But he couldn't figure out the recipe himself, and he didn't quite understand how the protagonist in the novel could do everything. The school didn't teach this stuff...

When he got to Danding Peak, things went more smoothly than he thought.

Xue Lao was not there, but he didn't need to do anything. Brother Xiaobao tasted a little and quickly wrote out the ingredients list, and even the production method. He was simply a walking tester.

And Li Mo only paid a few sticks of pills.

......

On the other side.

In the ancestral hall of the main peak of Qingyuan, Shangguan Wencang lowered his eyelids and sat with the supreme elder. The sect master and the only supreme elder of Qingyuan Sect both looked solemn.

Well, maybe he is not the only supreme elder now, but he may be the only reliable one...

"Xiao Bing'er, try again."

"When you broke through the seven orifices of Guanshen, the bronze tree just made a buzzing sound."

"It should be... related to you."

Although this is only a corner fragment.

But, after all, it is a true heavenly instrument.

Ying Bing lowered his eyes, looking at the ancient and ingenious bronze tree, and felt a familiar call.

The incomplete Phoenix Domain lit up at this time, connecting the stars on the sacred tree.

One after another, the divine will was like a leaf hanging on the tree.At this time, the halo flowed and gathered into a picture in front of Ying Bing's eyes. It was the vast starry sky. Under the stars was an endless ancient giant city, and a magnificent and majestic sacred tree stood in the center of the giant city. Dark golden lines flowed on it. It was the root system that extended to an unknown distance, supplying it with the power of all living beings. Its branches seemed to extend invisible chains, binding an invisible existence that existed nowhere. The wind in the blue sky blew, and the sound of collision was the chain or the leaves? The complete bronze sacred tree! The last time she communicated with the sacred tree, she did not see this picture. What caused this change... was it the Tianhuang domain? Not only the sacred tree, but also the two figures playing chess under the tree, also appeared extremely clear. One of them was Ying Huang. The image that Ying Huang and Yu Huang Shenzhong saw had changed. She was wearing a gorgeous and mysterious black cloak, and her face was more profound than before, with long hair like a waterfall.

Her expression was calm, just like the way she made her move.

The man holding the white pieces on the opposite side was wearing a yellow long gown, with his eyes half open and half closed, as if he was dozing.

Ying Huang said: "Yunmeng, you can't find the answer to this game of chess even in your dreams."

The man in the yellow shirt seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and accidentally reached out and messed up the chessboard.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I fell asleep while thinking about it."

"Is this what you said that winning or losing may not be in the chess game, but sometimes outside the chessboard?"

The communication between Ying Huang and the bronze sacred tree was disconnected, and it seemed that she had left a certain state, and her face was gentle and soft again.

How to describe this feeling?

If I have to say, she looks more like a 'human' at this time.

Yun Mengxian was exposed without blushing: "How can a chessboard really be like the vast nine heavens and ten earths? Oh, don't you have a Tianhuang Domain that gathers the minds and souls of thousands of living beings?"

"Why don't you use all living beings as chess pieces, manifest the chess game, and then let me in to try?"

Obviously.

Yun Mengxian's attempt failed.

Otherwise, he would not have been trapped in the Tianhuang Domain by Qin Yuzhi, and he would not have been able to break free even after it was torn apart.

After a while, Yunmengxian was released and sat on the ground with a frustrated look:

"How come the situation in Tianren City is even more unsolvable than chess..."

But he smiled again: "If the peace of the nine heavens and ten earths lasts forever like your chess plan, it would be good."

Ying Huang shook his head and said: "You are right about one thing. All living things are alive, but chess is dead. From the moment the Shang Dynasty was established, it began to move towards its end."

Yunmengxian murmured: "Are we... the same?"

"But the dream will continue."

Ying Huang's eyes seemed to have passed through endless years and looked across time and space at the latecomer.

She gently raised her finger, and the broken bronze sacred tree was like a charcoal fire that was rekindled, bursting with light that was about to burn itself out, and the many birds and gods standing on the branches turned into starlight and disappeared.

The fragments on the broken sacred tree fell off, as if they were reborn.

She smiled and said:

"I hope that you who have taken this power will not be controlled by it and walk your own path."