Stayed up all night.
The Jade Seal of Destiny is not a mascot, but an eighteenth-grade treasure. After refining, it can control the Nine Provinces Dragon Veins. Chen Yi spent the whole night refining the internal patterns.
Purple air comes from the east.
In conjunction with Dongyun Yueliu's method, the Destiny Jade Seal completely transformed into his shape.
It’s time to say it or not.
Although I have no intention of becoming an emperor, I am still quite excited when I think about it carefully: throughout the past life, the history books are vast, how many heroes buried their bones for this broken stone and green mountains?
Now it is lying quietly in the palm of his hand, and he is filled with a sense of conquest: "I don't know how it is different from the jade seal passed down from the previous life... Give it a try."
Chen Yi mobilized the magic power in his body and poured into the jade seal: as the jade seal moved, the dark yellow tassels shone, the gods feathered the nine states, the earth dragon raised its head, the mountains and rivers roared, and the rivers surged.
Countless lines are manifested, golden dragons swim in the clouds, and the energy is extremely pure.
This is the golden dragon of the dynasty's national luck. As long as those who are protected by it are within the territory of Shenyu, they will be invincible to all laws, endure all calamities, ward off all evils, and be invincible.
If Dong Yunyue had not fought with the old monk from Wu Lao Temple far away from Shen Yu, she would not have entrusted the jade seal to Chen Yi. After all, it was the ultimate killing weapon.
Equivalent to nuclear weapons in modern society: Under nuclear weapons, all living beings are equal!
…
After having enough fun, Chen Yi began to understand the terrain and dragon veins.
He has an ancient magical power called "Golden Light Across the Earth", which can travel thousands of miles a day, but it needs to be cultivated with the help of the dragon veins of the terrain. He has never found a suitable opportunity, but now is the time.
“Misfortune lies on the back of blessing.”
"The west wind is like the destruction of the Tao."
"The murderous intention is hidden, the Dao transforms into the Big Dipper, the fireworks and old friends are chased by the golden light across the ground."
Orally reciting the scriptures, matching the human veins with the earth's veins, the golden dragon lowered his eyebrows, and ninety-nine and eighty-one earth-colored light pillars flashed past, streaking across the night sky like meteors, and fell into the center of Chen Yi's eyebrows.
Mysterious lines appeared on the surface of its body, flickering on and off, and looming, and its back body slowly sank into the ground until it was buried deep under the majestic earth and disappeared.
Spring passes and autumn comes.
With fruitful results, the golden cicada shed its shell, and the thick and continuous aura shrouded the entire Shangyang Palace. The will as vast as the earth permeated the surroundings, and the void was turbulent.
Another five years.
A dragon roared in the clouds, shaking the earth and the earth. Within the rivers and between the mountains, the earth dragon turned over, and the terrain of the eighteen frontiers of Shenyu's Nine Provinces was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
Qin Tian Jian woke up from his sleep and was stunned:
"Heaven has a message."
"Shenyu Kingdom Zuo has been in existence for three hundred years and perished in foreign countries. However, the emperor has single-handedly continued to live on for eighteen hundred years... My God, how did he do it?"
Lingyan Pavilion.
The Master of Twelve Pavilions looked at Shangyang Palace and was also shocked:
"Did His Majesty make the noise just now?"
"Seems to be."
"If I guess correctly, he is practicing magical powers?"
“…”
The attic fell into dead silence. Zuo Zining wiped the sweat from her forehead and murmured: "Although I am suspected of bullying the emperor, I am not happy about it... The emperor is simply a monster!"
Shangyang Palace.
The herring and red musk deer, which were closest to the center of the storm, were the calmest.
Unlike Jian Zheng, they can listen to God's will, and they don't have the vision of Ge Lao, so their thoughts are very simple: in their minds, Chen Yi is God.
Chen Yi is the most powerful, even more powerful than Mr. Ge and Mr. Emperor.
Seventh year.
The golden dragon opened its eyes, day and night were reversed, old clothes were uncovered from the earth, ghost faces had silver hair, and a road full of ancient principles stretched out from under its feet, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Take one step forward and reach the head of the imperial city.
Take two steps to climb the jade mountain.
Take three steps and return to Shangyang Palace.
Great magical power!
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and was in a good mood.
This retreat.
What I gained was not only the golden light from the ground, but also a new understanding of the way of swordsmanship: great skill without skill, heavy sword without edge, accumulation of knowledge but little strength, hiding clumsiness without fighting, only then can you plan for great battles.
Nichen Sword Intent is becoming more and more perfect.
At night.
Herring and red musk deer held a wedding banquet for Chen Yi. Dong Yunyue was not in the imperial city, so the acting emperor Zuo Zining presented a congratulatory gift: there were many treasures from heaven and earth, and a group of beautiful maids...
Damn!
The former is understandable, but the latter is really a bit biased: Who is a good man who goes to pick up women at a banquet? Do you think I'm a hungry ghost? I'm not close to women, okay?
Women are steel knives that scrape bones, women are poison that penetrates intestines, women are...
In fact, he had wronged the other party.
Zuo Zining never thought about sending a woman away from the beginning to the end. These maids organized themselves and took the initiative to invite her. She was just going along with the flow and making a favor.
Because herring and red musk deer live and nourish in Shangyang Palace, their breasts have grown a whole circle. This place has been hailed as a paradise by the precarious palace ladies, and everyone yearns for it.
Chen Yi, who has a quiet nature, originally planned to send all the maids back.
However.
Really unable to withstand Hong Musk's sharp words, he finally gave up the idea: he promoted two more talented personal maids, and the rest were responsible for doing some chores.
For a while.
The interior of Shangyang Palace is full of bustle and bustle...
