This thing is white, made from the silk threads spun out by the kind of silkworms we raise in Jiufang Mountain.
Zhao Huaizhong unfolded it and felt that it was a model made for C+ and above. It was as light as nothing.
There are invisible landscape patterns on it, and the pattern is beautiful and delicate.
Other than that, there's nothing unusual.
Well, the landscape pattern embroidered on it is obviously an array, which can be used as a piece of personal armor.
Zhao Huaizhong twisted it with his hands and felt that the protective power was no less than that of an immortal weapon.
But he always felt that something was not right about this thing. It was not a serious bag, and there must be something special about it.
Especially since it was the first time that something like this was lowered on the altar, Zhao Huaizhong felt that there was something wrong with the designation.
Later, ask the concubines who have the right size, women's things, maybe the concubines can tell.
Zhao Huaizhong walked out of the stone hall of the ancestral temple, took a look at the setting sun, breathed a sigh of relief, and broke through to the middle state of creation. His condition was as good as ever.
It feels like it can sweep through the harem, coming and going.
Zhao Huaizhong raised the corner of his mouth and appeared in the study room of Xianyang Palace in the next moment.
Ancestral Temple Stone Hall.
In the seal wall, Zhang Qing came to Luo Mi and said in a low voice: "He just left the temple. He has been practicing in the temple for the past two days. Did you say before that he was breaking through the middle realm of creation?"
Luo Mi woke up from his shallow practice and glanced at Zhang Qingshi.
The daughter of the Lord of Heaven has a typical oval face and her skin is like jade.
Since being imprisoned, her appearance seems to have become a little slimmer, her chin has become more pointed, and her eyes are moving with a hint of sadness.
In the first few days after being imprisoned, Zhang Qing and Luo Mi often pinched each other.
After being imprisoned for a period of time, the landowner's daughter lost all interest in fighting.
The relationship between the two is much more harmonious than when they were in heaven, and they have a friendship like fellow prisoners.
Although they were in 'jail', Luo Mi and Zhang Qing still often took out their clothes from their personal belongings and changed them, keeping them clean and delicate.
At this time, Zhang Qing was wearing an apricot-colored Bai Shui skirt with a waist-cinching style. She was slender and flexible, and her legs were long and straight.
Opposite her, Luo Mi was wearing a light reed-colored dress, with an undulating figure, which was different from Zhang Qing's girlish figure. She had a plump charm on her body, and her every move was full of charm, making people feel very smooth.
"Yes, he should be breaking through the middle realm of creation." Luo Mi's practice has not been banned.
So she could roughly sense that Zhao Huaizhong was breaking through the middle realm of creation.
"In the middle realm of creation, there is still a long way to go before my father. Why don't you think my father comes to save me?" Zhang Qing said sadly.
Seeing that Luo Mi didn't say anything, she added, "I have thought about it carefully. If the two of us want to get out of trouble, only...only..."
She seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and her face was red.
Luo Mi said calmly: "We have nothing to offer, so we can only use our looks to seduce him and seek opportunities to leave?"
Zhang Qing hummed slightly:
"These days, I see that every time he comes in and out of the stone palace, he comes to practice, and rarely pays attention to the two of us. It is probably not easy to seduce him.
But when he went out just now, he was holding a woman's intimate clothes in his hand, and he looked at it very carefully.
I think he should... also like women."
"What if?"
Luo Mi was very interested: "Did you think he didn't like women before?"
Zhang Qing first shook his head, then nodded slightly: "I want to try it."
"Try to seduce him?"
Luo Mi smiled and said: "If you can make the Emperor fall in love with you, it will be like helping Heaven to recruit the most powerful opponent. Your father will definitely be very happy."
Zhang Qing's eyes flashed brightly: "Would you like to try it too? I'm not very good at seducing men."
This statement had two meanings, but Luo Mi didn't find it objectionable: "What do you want to do?"
Zhang Qing said in frustration: "I don't know, I thought you knew what to do..."
The study room of Xianyang Palace.
Zou Yan, Xunzi, and Zhuang Zhou sat around the table.
The little secretary in the white dress also came out of the picture scroll space and listened to the conversation of several people.
Zhuang Zhou seemed to have given her a lot of advice. When Zhao Huaizhong came in, Zhuang Zhou just handed the little secretary a roll of bamboo slips.
When he saw Zhao Huaizhong, the secretary came up to him and greeted him softly: "Your Majesty."
"Hmm." Zhao Huaizhong glanced at the little secretary's chest, and the size did not match the size of the bag he just got.
Zhao Huaizhong makes judgments based on his rich practical experience and vision.
This bag is slightly smaller for Mu Yangjing, slightly larger for Jiang Ji, the little secretary, and Han Yue. The remaining bags are barely suitable for goddesses, female generals, and long-legged girls, but they are just right. They are not too big or too small, but they are still vixens.
When Zhao Huaizhong's thoughts passed by, Zhuang Zhou said: "We received news yesterday that after the demon clan was attacked, we launched a counterattack and attacked a secret realm of the Chan Sect yesterday.
Li Er and Confucius are going back first, I will stay and wait for you."
"How is the situation?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"More than one Golden Immortal died in Chan's teaching, and Jiang Suxiu was also seriously injured. His condition is not good." Zhuang Zhou said.
Jiang Suxiu was one of the old men who helped Zhao Huaizhong stand on Bai He's back with Sun Gongwang in the past two days.
When Laozi and others came to Xianyang with Zhao Huaizhong, Sun Gongwang and Jiang Suxiu and their party returned to the gate of Chanjiao Mountain. Unexpectedly, the demon clan would come to take revenge, and Jiang Suxiu and others happened to meet them.
"You, the concubine, have been sleeping for hundreds of years?" Zhuang Zhou looked at Bao Si.
"She has good qualifications, and after a long period of deep sleep, the dream soul realm in her brain is much wider than others. She is suitable for practicing my dream soul technique. I have passed on to her two volumes of the essence of the soul technique. If Emperor Qin is free,
, you might as well give them more guidance and leave a legacy for my lineage."
Zhao Huaizhong responded: "I would also like to thank Zhuang Sheng for his kindness in teaching the Dharma."
Zhuang Zhou waved his hand: "Now that you are awake, I won't stay any longer. I will go back to the fairy world to have a look."
After speaking, it merged into the void, flickered into a ray of golden light, entered the depths of the void, and immediately passed through the boundary wall, disappearing from sight and perception.
Zhuang Zhou left, and Zou Yan, Xunzi and others also said goodbye and returned to the Star Observation Tower.
After practicing for two days, Zhao Huaizhong returned and resumed his work of handling various state affairs.
The little secretary returned to the picture scroll space to study the Dream Soul Scroll handed down by Zhuang Zhou.
Dream Soul Technique is mostly practiced in sleep, so it is very suitable for otakus like little secretaries.
After Zhao Huaizhong finished his business, he summoned his ministers, and then had a conversation with Siying through the air. It was not until nightfall that he returned to Wuying Hall.
The lamps in the hall are bright and the light is warm.
Jiang Shu was wearing a robe and was sitting dignifiedly behind a low seat. When she saw Zhao Huaizhong, she came up to him and asked with concern: "Is your Majesty's injury okay?"
After Zhao Huaizhong returned to the Qin Dynasty, before entering the stone palace to practice, he sent a message to the concubines to inform him that he was back.
Jiang Shu knew that he was injured and had been waiting restlessly for two days.
"Let the queen see me later and you will know that I am healed." Zhao Huaizhong said with a smile.
…
In the second half of the night, after feeling the impact of the middle realm of creation, Jiang Shu fell into a deep sleep.
However, Zhao Huaizhong suddenly heard a burst of crying coming from the deep palace.
The cry came very suddenly, with a bit of sadness, as if it was a great injustice.
Zhao Huaizhong waved his hand, and the space in front of him seemed to be folded. The vixen in the Pixiang Hall of the harem was sitting on the couch and making noises.
The two spaces become very close and adjacent to each other.
"Crying is so boring, it's like a lonely studio, so what are you doing?" Zhao Huaizhong was leaning on the couch to take some time off.
The vixen wore a silver-white coat, which was tightened where it should be tight, revealing her pink lotus-white arms. She wore nothing on her pink legs, but there was a red rope inlaid with jade at her delicate ankles. Anklet bracelets, the kind with little bells on them, will jingle when you shake them.
After Zhao Huaizhong finished speaking, the female fox blinked: "What is Liaozhai?"
To be continued...