Mo Lan sat cross-legged and followed Mo Ran's usual practice method, vaguely seeing colorful light spots floating in the air.
Trying to get them to gather here, a light point approached her and quickly penetrated into her body.
Sure enough, the heat that came from my lower abdomen just now was not an illusion.
Then the surrounding light spots came in densely, as if they were going to burst her.
"Stop it!"
Bai Yu jumped up and down anxiously.
Mo Lan became very painful, and a small ball formed in his Dantian, with various colors of spiritual power surging on it.
"If you don't stop, you will explode and die!"
Hearing Bai Yu's voice, Mo Lan immediately opened his eyes.
The soaring spiritual power calmed down and slowly flowed through her body.
Looking at the spirit beads in her body, she can indeed practice.
"You woman, why are you so greedy? If I hadn't stopped you in time, you would have died!"
"However, I didn't expect that you are actually a body of chaos and can cultivate nine systems of spiritual power at the same time."
The body of chaos?
"what is that?"
"According to legend, there is a special physique that can be cultivated to become a true god. My memory is inherited. When my level is higher, I will know more."
Mo Lan thought for a while, then left the space and picked up the map.
The totem on it is gone, and only the map on the front is still usable.
Wolf?
She didn't expect that after contracting with the divine beast, she would be able to practice.
Those maggots in the darkness, wait patiently, I, Mo Lan, will repay your kindness.
Mo Lan asked Bai Yu in her mind, "Bai Yu, do you know what this map is about?"
"have no idea."
Mo Lan put away the map and clenched his fists. He didn't know anything. What's the use of a contract!
This continent is called Chiyuan, and everyone practices spiritual power. The initial stage of cultivation is called entry.
Then there are spiritual masters, spiritual masters, great spiritual masters, spiritual sects, spiritual masters, spiritual emperors, and spiritual gods. Each level has nine levels.
After becoming a spirit, you will awaken the elements.
There are common metal, wood, water, fire and earth, and rare wind, thunder, light and darkness!
If you cultivate both fire and wood elements, you can become an alchemist.
With two elements of fire and gold, one can become a weapon refiner.
Light system, can become an array mage.
When she first came here, Mo Lan thought she had traveled through time in a certain book. After all, the common font here was block letters. Later she discovered that except for the mysterious training setting, there was no overlap with the novels she had read. Events and characters make me believe that this is an independent world.
Perhaps, the world in fantasy novels is not just the fantasy of a certain author, but actually exists.
Mo Lan explored his own strength, but he didn't expect that he would be a seventh-level spiritual master for the first time.
Since it is a rare body of chaos, she should practice hard.
Only absolute strength can save the Mo family.
Looking for another opportunity, King Qi's behavior yesterday was different from before her rebirth. Perhaps, because of her rebirth, many things have changed.
As for how Bai Yu came here, she didn't have the ability to find out now, so she could only wait until later.
The most important thing now is the palace banquet tomorrow. She is looking forward to something interesting happening.
It was still early, so I prepared some poison according to the instructions in case of emergency.
This palace banquet hosted officials and their families who were related to the royal family.
Mo Ran had a bad stomach and stayed at home.
When Mo Lan followed Song Fuyue to the entrance of the palace, whispering discussions started again.
Song Fuyue pulled her over and patted her hand, "Lan'er, don't listen to what they say, but what you do."
Mo Lan smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, mother, my daughter knows that she won't take other people's opinions to heart."
"Lan Lan, you're here so early. Hello, aunt."
A gentle voice sounded from behind.
"Brother Shen."
Shen Shiyuan wore a blue brocade suit today, intertwined with cotton threads and embroidered with daisies.
A satin ribbon of the same color is tied around the waist, and the hair is tied up with an ink crown. The whole person looks as tall and straight as a green bamboo.
The thick eyebrows were somewhat elongated, and under the long eyelashes were a pair of smiling eyes, looking at her tenderly.
Delicate and straight nose, pink pearl-like lips.
It made many ladies blush.
But there is someone who wants to destroy this atmosphere.
"Look, everyone from the Shen family is here. The quality of this palace banquet is getting worse every year."
In the eyes of most official families, Shen Shiyuan is just an imperial businessman, a businessman, and a low-class person!
"Axiang! Your words have become more and more outrageous recently!"
Qin Jixi got out of the car and gave her a warning look.
Ordinary people can do it, but when it comes to the royal family, you have to carefully consider your status!
Shen Shiyuan was able to come to the palace banquet because half of the expenses for the palace banquet were borne by the Shen family. Nowadays, the imperial merchants are also considered courtiers and will be merged into the household department sooner or later.
It has to be said that Qin Jixi's dress is quite tasteful. From her face, to her clothes, to her makeup, they all perfectly support her aura of water-like lotus, which can emerge from the mud but not be stained, and she can be clean without being demonic.
Mo Lan didn't insist on dressing up. She only needed to wear something comfortable and able to stretch her arms and legs. Today, she only listened to Song Fuyue's words and wore palace clothes during the palace banquet.
At three o'clock in the morning, when the palace door finally opened, Mo Lan took Song Fuyue's arm and followed the Song family in.
What is open today is the north gate, the place closest to the harem.
The Double Ninth Palace banquet was held in the imperial garden. The chrysanthemums were in full bloom at this time, which was suitable for the ladies of the official family to show off their talents.
On the left side of the front row of seats is the King of Qi, and then the princes are seated according to their concubines and age.
On the right are the Wen family, Qin family, Lou family, Su family, Qian family, Mo family...
Shen Shiyuan was placed in the last corner.
Mo Lan poured a glass of wine and stared at it in a daze.
The late emperor ignored the affairs of the harem, and only the queen mother gave birth to two sons.
The three thousand beauties in the harem are just a decoration, and it is because of the Qin family's means.
The Queen Mother is the legitimate daughter of the Qin family, as is the Queen. I heard that Qin Jixi is going to marry the eldest prince.
After several generations of incestuous marriages, it is no wonder that Nangong Jing and his IQ are not enough.
Mo Lan looked at Qin Jixi and felt that Prince Qi lived in her heart, so naturally she looked down on her eldest son.
Song Ying ran to Song Fuyue, acted coquettishly and sat next to Mo Lan.
"Cousin, I miss you so much. If it hadn't been for this palace banquet, I would have been grounded at home!"
Mo Lan pulled a grape and put it into her mouth, "If you don't get into trouble in the future, my uncle won't punish you by being grounded at home."
These grapes are so sweet. Since my uncle became the Minister of Household Affairs, the food at the palace banquet is more delicious than before.
"Well, you're still talking about me! You're not honest either on weekdays!"
"Eat your food."
Speaking of which, Mo Lan's position was a bit awkward, as Nangong Shaoqian happened to be opposite him.
Looking at Mo Lan opposite him, Nangong Shaoqian's eyes were full of disgust.
He's just a piece of trash, he's ugly.
He was out all day, had a bad reputation, and dared to write him a letter of divorce.
Looking at her and Song Ying talking quietly, she didn't look like a lady at all.
Speaking of ladies, I glanced at Qin Jixi, who was sitting on the upper right and could be called a model of lady.
Mo Lan naturally noticed Nangong Shaoqian's contemptuous look. It didn't matter what he thought.
What she was more curious about was what Qian Shuyu would do soon.
I walked past her just now just to add some spice to her wine glass.
