Chapter Eighty-Three: The Son of Heaven!
As soon as these words came out, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Zhou Yi's mind, and a whimsical idea suddenly appeared in Zhou Yi's mind, his eyes widened, and he asked in surprise: "Could it be that Her Majesty the Empress wants to build a Xiang Yutian?" β
"That's right!" Emperor Zhao suddenly lowered his voice: "In the "Heavenly Demon Policy", the most important thing is to plant demons with the Dao heart, and among the two sects and six realms of the Demon Gate, the Evil Extreme Sect is also the most, and since Xiang Yutian Xie Shi, the position of the evil emperor has been vacant for a long time, and now the empress wants to create another evil emperor!" β
Zhou Yi was shocked: "So Sen Luo Yasha's Dao Sect Xuangong is just to prepare for cultivating Dao Heart Cultivation Demons?" β
"That's true, it's a pity that if the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Demon is really so easy to practice, how can there be only a few people who have practiced immortal magic skills throughout the ages?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yi nodded with relief and said: "There are thousands of opportunities in this Jianghu, whether this Senluo Yasha can practice to become a Dao Heart Cultivator, what does it have to do with me, it is enough to take care of yourself!" What about the two of you? Do you really want to stay in this divine capital all the time and be the empress's canary? β
Emperor Zhao sighed lightly and said, "Otherwise, what can we do?" β
Zhou Yi couldn't help but be silent when he heard this.
Oh, yes! Otherwise, what can be done?
Wu Cao was in power, the Son of Heaven of the Demon Gate was fierce and powerful, and he swallowed the eight wildernesses, who could go against her will?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi couldn't help clenching his fists, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes!
Only with enough strength can you firmly hold your destiny in your own hands!
Early the next morning, the imperial study.
Zhou Yi was led by the palace attendant early, and entered the imperial study to wait for the car, the whole room was quiet and peaceful, and the temperament was elegant, and he couldn't see that this was enough to determine the general trend of the world, and the Son of Heaven of the Demon Gate gave orders and ruled the world!
???? Zhou Yi has always been curious, naturally will not miss the opportunity to visit the private study of today's female emperor, browse at will, and see a few bookcases containing not Confucian and Mencian classics, Confucian ritual music, or books on court law rituals, and suddenly feel uneasy, only one of the cabinets of books is a little different, loaded with miscellaneous books such as "The Biography of the Daughters", "The Minister's Track", "The New Commandments of the Bureaucrats", "The Book of Music", "Shaoyang Zhengfan", "The Surname Record", "The Twelve Things of Advice", "The Origin of Zhaoren" and so on. What attracted his attention was that each book had the words "Wu Lu Revision", and even if the author was someone else, it could still be seen that Wu Yan had a great talent and insight.
Then his gaze fell on a hanging scroll to the right in front of the dragon seat, not because of its beautiful portrait, but because it was impossible to make out what it was, and from a distance it was almost a white dot covered with a painting, and there seemed to be something in the middle. I couldn't help but walk from one side to the other side of the scroll.
Moving to the front, I realized that the painting described the scene of heavy snow, and the painter must be a master of this, expressing the scene of heavy snow in the sky vividly and vividly, arousing the viewer's deep heart to a deep feeling of indescribable snowfall, and the heaven and earth were purified. Look at it more clearly, the backs of three men are hidden in the depths of the snow scene, and the middle one is particularly clear, giving people a moving impression of being handsome and unrestrained.
At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door from the back door, and Zhou Yi turned his head to look at her and saw her!
But seeing that she was plain and white in casual clothes, her complexion was pale, there was no fat and whitewash, her black hair was tied in a bun, her jade neck was slender and graceful, and her eyelids were a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried.
If it weren't for the charm of the thick sense of vicissitudes that faintly emanated between the eyebrows, absolutely no one would dare to believe that the weak woman in front of her was actually the fierce and powerful Empress Saint Emperor - Wu Cao!
It's just that Zhou Yi looked at Wu Cao, but suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
Since practicing the Nine Heavens Sutra, Zhou Yi's most obvious improvement is the improvement of his sensory antennae and sensitivity, which has given him extraordinary abilities that he could not dream of before. Just hearing and smelling are clearer than seeing with your eyes.
But for Wu Cao?
I can't smell anything, I can't hear anything, I can't sense her at all, I can't grasp her. She seemed to be sitting there, but she was only a phantom of her form, and such a magical skill was indeed beyond the realm of supernatural transcendence.
"Sit down!"
Zhou Yi suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and his body involuntarily sat down slowly in front of her according to Wu Cao's words.
Wu Lu's face darkened, and her pretty face showed a fleeting and indescribable sadness, as if she remembered a certain period of her life that broke her soul, and said softly: "Do you know who is depicted in this painting?" β
Zhou Yi looked back at the scroll again, and said with some hesitation: "The three backs in the depths of the heavy snow, could it be that Xu Ziling is in the center, and Kou Zhong and Ba Fenghan are accompanied by each other?" β
"That's right! It is these three people, thinking that they came from the streets of Yangzhou back then, but finally became immortal heroes who can change the general trend of the world, which really makes me fascinated, and I wish I could be born decades earlier, so that I can laugh and be proud of the world with them! Hand in hand! Wu Cao suddenly got up and looked at the scroll. The phoenix eyes are shining, and they are excited!
Zhou Yi was dumbfounded, he never thought that Wu Cao could change into the posture in front of him, which was still the female emperor of the world, just like a little girl who was inorganic and worshipped idols.
"Do you think I'm naΓ―ve and don't look like a generation of empresses at all?" Wu Cao sighed lightly.
"The grass people don't dare!"
"Don't dare?" Wu Cao suddenly laughed and said, "If you don't get drunk with a thousand cups, you don't dare?" β
Bang!
Wu Cao's understatement suddenly made Zhou Yi like a lightning strike, and he looked at Wu Cao in a daze and couldn't say a word.
Wu Xiao turned his face away, his eyes were sharp, and the two Daosen's cold, cold and ruthless eyes looked directly at Long Ying if they were substantial, and said: "A thousand cups are not drunk, you are so bold, Wudang outcast, the identity of the scum of the rivers and lakes, you dare to pretend to be a Wudang disciple at this world Taoist conference, don't you think that I am a stupid person, so easy to deceive?" β
Zhou Yi slowly lowered her head, not daring to look at Wu Cao's eyes, with Wu Cao's strategizing character, since she said so, she must have full evidence, what is the use of defending herself?
Zhou Yi sighed faintly: "In this case, the grass people have nothing to say, if they want to kill or chop, listen to them!" β
Hearing this, Wu Cao's eyes thawed, she looked up at the window, let the majestic wind blowing her beautiful hair, fluttering slightly in the air, she said lightly: "If I want to kill you, do you think you can still enter this imperial study alive?" β
Zhou Yi was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Wu Cao with a face full of disbelief!
"But"
"No, but, in this Luoyang City, I said that you are not drunk with a thousand cups, you are not drunk with a thousand cups!"
Immediately after, Wu Lu's face suddenly showed a smile like a touch of sunshine shooting through the clouds, which suddenly made her flower face vivid, revealing an intoxicating demeanor, and said happily: "Not only will I not kill you, but I will also treat you as a state guest." β
Zhou Yi asked puzzledly, "Why?" β
Facing Zhou Yi's inquiring gaze, Wu Qi said: "Because I believe that you are my Kou Zhong and my Xu Ziling!" β