All the way auspicious clouds.

The speed of Donghua Yufeng has always been extremely fast, and he didn't slow down with Feng Jiu, and he tried his best to delay time in the morning, and he couldn't wait to return to the Nine Heavens for a while, and the three princes of Lian and Cheng Yu, who were still watching the excitement, threw out 108,000 miles. Even the selfishness of the third prince is to live happily with Chengyu for a while outside, and take the opportunity to get closer to each other's feelings, for him, any opportunity to please Chengyu is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, not to mention that he can get rid of the ears and eyes of a group of gossip immortals in the Nine Heavens, how can he miss it. Cheng Yu naturally knew his thoughts, but he could take advantage of his selfish opportunity to idle outside for a few days, and he didn't have to spend money to eat and watch plays, but there was nothing to lose, so he went with him and pretended to be confused.

Donghua and the others galloped back to Jiuzhongtian, far away, Feng Jiu's extraordinary eyesight saw Chonglin wandering at the gate of Nantian, and it seemed that he had been waiting for some hours. As soon as they settled down and stood still, Chonglin walked quickly, and said while giving a salute: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been waiting in the study for a long time, and I have come here to greet the emperor and queen. Donghua waved his hand slightly, as if he had already expected what he said, pulled Feng Jiu, and walked steadily in the direction of the thirteenth day.

The study room of Taichen Palace brings together the world's rare classics, Buddhist and Taoist classics, and the variety is rare in the world. Among them, there are some precious solitary books, which are not inferior to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the Western Heavenly Brahma Realm. On weekdays, compared with the study room of the ordinary immortal residence, in addition to being more elegant, it is not very special, and it is not as magnificent as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the Sanskrit Realm. Only those who frequented and frequented here knew the mystery. Behind the three rows of bookshelves, there is a nine-leaf screen drawn by Donghua himself, on which are nine landscape maps. Feng Jiu had studied it carefully, and except for a few of them that seemed to be the scenery of Qingqiu, there seemed to be nothing special about them. She asked Donghua if there was any mystery hidden in these pictures, but Donghua only raised the corners of his lips slightly and did not answer. Behind the screen, there is a stone wall, which looks ordinary on the surface, but it is actually a secret door that needs to be opened by magic. As for behind the secret door, there is indeed a cave.

Rows of neatly stacked bookshelves stood in the unbelievably spacious underground palace like a forest of armor soldiers, behind the bookshelves, there was a large spacious glazed pavilion, and each pavilion was sealed with an ancient artifact, which had different forms and rich types, so that when Feng Jiu first came in and saw them, he was surprised and almost bit his tongue. Many of them she had seen in the book in the Divine Weapons class, but she didn't expect them to be stored in the Taichen Palace.

Feng Jiu's heart said that Donghua really has a rich family background, and any one taken out is a priceless treasure. However, her cultivation is still shallow, these ancient magic weapons are extremely powerful, and they are not suitable for playing, and she can only get past it. As for the bookshelves that were as tall as towering red pines and could only be reached by flying, Feng Jiu was not very interested in them, because she originally thought that these were probably some more precious Taoist and Buddhist scriptures, or some confidential historical documents, and just looking at the names could make her sleep for a long time.

It wasn't until one time that Donghua took out a copy to show her, that she knew that the collection here was rich in variety, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as all-inclusive, especially those tribal secrets, which were even more wonderful than her aunt's words. She estimated that if she asked Si Ming's gossip book to see these confidential historical materials, she would definitely be happy to lose her back molars, and if he made up the luck of mortals, the book should be able to go to the next level. Since then, it was originally a confidential library where only Donghua and Chonglin knew the method of opening, and for convenience, Donghua also taught this technique to Feng Jiu, so that she could go inside to pass the time of boredom and sleepiness when she had nothing to do.

At this moment, in the study, Prince Yehua was sitting on the couch, holding a plain pottery teacup in his hand, looking at the water surface thoughtfully, and slowly turning the cup. The teacup is steaming, and a few tea needles float leisurely on the surface of the water, gently swamming with the cup, like duckweed. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he looked up at the door, saw Donghua and Feng Jiu coming in, and hurriedly got up and saluted. Feng Jiu also returned a salute, no matter what, although in terms of divine position, the emperor and queen are above the prince, but after all, she is her own uncle, and she is uneasy to receive the prince's gift. Donghua didn't stop, raised his hand and slightly weakly supported him, while slowly pacing to the opposite of the low couch where the prince was sitting, and asked casually: "The demon clan has moved?" Yehua nodded and said respectfully: "As the emperor expected, Nie Chuyin's subordinate general has led an advance tribe to secretly sneak into the valley. ”

Donghua picked up the hot tea that Feng Jiu had poured, blew the tea foam on the water, took a sip, and said without hurrying: "Hmm." He complained of illness today, and sent his eldest son to send congratulatory gifts on his behalf. Although the retinue did not bring much, they were all well-trained elite soldiers. ”

Feng Jiu suddenly realized. No wonder Fang Cai Donghua glanced at her, it turned out that person was Nie Chuyin's eldest son, the eldest prince of the Xuanzhi Demon Clan, and it would be no surprise that he would also be Nie Zishen, the next Xuanzhi Demon Lord. Although it is only at a glance, it can probably be seen that he is a somewhat heroic young man, and he is not as fashionable as Nie Chuyin, so it is finally normal. If he was like his Lao Tzu, Feng Jiu might have guessed it as soon as he entered the door.

Yehua sat back on the couch and said to the emperor: "Nie Zishen is here, I think I want to explore the truth of all sides, and by the way, see if there is anyone who can ally with it." Judging from the situation in the valley that has been discovered today, they will meet in three days. ”

Donghua bowed slightly, and said: "Although the Celestial Clan has not moved for a long time, Wu Hao is not a foolish monarch, and he has probably guessed that we know their plan, but we just don't move." This battle is inevitable, since the Heavenly Monarch is handed over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to lead the troops, it is up to you to deploy it with full authority, and there is no need to tell others about the existence of this monarch and Xiaobai. ”

"Yes." Yehua received the emperor's meaning, and his heart was calm. He really came here to listen to the emperor's thoughts, after all, the war has been planned so far, the emperor has participated in it several times, and Feng Jiu is going to go to the battlefield, how to arrange it also depends on the emperor's meaning.

Donghua naturally knew his intentions, and since Tianjun wanted to make this battle a work before Yehua ascended the throne, he had to give him full authority to command. Anyway, he has no intention of interfering in such a small battle, but he has to watch Feng Jiu's side in case something changes, after all, she doesn't care about it when she messes up.

Yehua bowed his hand to the emperor and said, "Obey the emperor's wishes." If nothing else, Yehua will retire. ”

Donghua waved his hand to Chonglin: "Send His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

After Yehua left, the emperor looked down at Feng Jiu, who was slightly in a daze, raised his hand to pat the top of her head, and said softly: "In less than five days, the Heavenly Clan will declare war on the Ghost Wu Clan and the Xuanzhi Demon Clan, you must also prepare early, the battlefield is not child's play." In the past few days, I have been going to the training ground for a walk. ”

"Five days? So fast? Feng Jiu looked at Donghua with some surprise, "I thought that at least in a few more days, I would be more familiar with the art of war." ”

Donghua said disapprerovingly: "The soldiers are fast, Wu Hao has noticed that what he is planning has been revealed, he will not continue to shrink back, and when he meets the demon clan, the heavenly clan will not send a war post, and they will also do it." Yehua wants to fight this battle beautifully, so he naturally has to take the initiative. ”

Feng Jiu understood what Donghua meant. The things on the battlefield have not been personally experienced, and after all, they are only on paper. However, she was surprised and surprised, and she still had some expectations for this battle in her heart. Although fighting a war is not a good thing, the experience that comes from fighting a war is rare. Looking at the unconsciously expectant look on her face, Donghua couldn't help but wonder, "It's rare to see a female monarch who likes to fight so much." ”

Feng Jiu suddenly remembered something, and looked at him with a pair of big watery eyes: "What about you?" When I'm my age, do you like to fight? ”

Donghua was slightly stunned, then pondered for a while, and after a while, he said slowly: "It's been too long, I don't remember much." I have the impression that people are trying to fight with me. There was a bit of helplessness in his tone and a sigh or two, his pitiful appearance made Feng Jiu feel a little distressed, remembering the reason why Donghua sat on the position of the co-master of heaven and earth that Zhi Yan had told her, she held Donghua's hand and said softly: "Therefore, the one who lives to the end is the winner." It's just that I'm actually a little curious, were they killed by you or did they die in the end? ”

Donghua raised his eyebrows and said inexplicably: "Why do you need to move your mouth if you can do it?" ”

For three consecutive days, Feng Jiu spent all of his time on campus. The training of the Celestial Clan has always been rigorous, and the cooperation between the soldiers is tacit, which made her very uncomfortable at first. It's not that she can't endure the hardships of training, fighting has been a common thing for her since she was a child, and it is common to get injured and hang a lottery, not to mention these, just the experience of being tied up and beaten by her in trouble is much worse than this training. It's just that she has never received systematic and perfect military training, and the small stove that the emperor opened for her these days is just a temporary grinding gun in theory, and the cooperation in the battle formation is completely blank. During the training, she kept reminding herself that she must not become a flawed void in the formation, and her eyesight and energy were extremely tight, for fear that she would lose the face of Qingqiu and Taichen Palace by mistake.

Fortunately, before she came, she asked the emperor to apply a disguise to herself, except for Yehua, no one could see her true body, everyone only thought that she was a little fairy sent by a Immortal Venerable who was not low. She was not the slightest squeamish on the school field, and she did not dare to slack off like all ordinary sergeants. In the end, he is a descendant of the ancient gods, his talent is comparable to that of ordinary immortals, and he has endured hardships, in just three days, although he cannot be said to be uniform in cooperation with others, but at least he has not revealed any flaws. Although the emperor did not come to the school to watch her train, he saw her performance clearly in the cloud viewing mirror every day, and always showed a little gratifying smile at the corner of his eyebrows at the end. His Xiaobai is so good, and his vision is really good.

As the emperor expected, on the fourth day, Feng Jiu got up in the morning to think about today's training, and heard Chonglin whispering outside the dormitory, the prince sent someone to report that the ghost Wu clan and the demon clan had converged, and the heavenly clan officially issued a war post. The war was settled, Feng Jiu hurriedly freshened up and changed his clothes, and urgently went to Xiwu Palace. Donghua sat thoughtfully on the couch for a while, got up, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and walked out.

Lian Song, who was about to go out, bumped into Emperor Donghua who was pacing leisurely. He looked at him with some surprise, "Why are you here?" The battle post has been placed, shouldn't Feng Jiu go to the army? ”

Donghua nodded, "I went to the army." ”

Lian Song shook his fan, a little puzzled, "Haven't you always been inseparable from your family?" Why is it that she is relieved to go to the battlefield by herself at this time? ”

Donghua said disapprerovingly: "If you go, you must first familiarize yourself with the battlefield environment, and you won't be able to fight for a while." "While talking, if no one is around, go to the palace, "Yesterday, the Dragon King of the West Sea sent a chess piece with a pair of falling stones, which felt quite good, come and try it." ”

His Royal Highness Lian San, who has been a chess friend of Donghua for more than 100,000 years, in addition to being famous, the attainments of the way of black and white should not be underestimated.

"This old dragon king, how many times have I asked him for this chess piece openly and secretly, he has shirked it with various excuses and refused to give it, and even said," he paused deliberately, glanced at Donghua, fanned the folding fan in his hand with a smile, and continued with a shaking head: "This chess piece is for the future son-in-law." ”

Donghua sat at the table, turned into chess pieces, lifted the lid and thought about it, and said, "Roll young, his princesses are too old and not suitable." ”

Even Song's hand shaking the fan couldn't help but tremble, "You provoked your daughter-in-law." Compared with the age difference between you and your Xiaobai, the princesses are still young. ”

"It's ugly."

"What?" Lian Song stared at Donghua with wide eyes and fan, "Have you seen people's faces clearly?" ”

On Donghua Luozi Star, he didn't raise his head and said, "No." ”

Lian Song's eyebrows jumped, "Then how do you know that people are ugly?" ”

Donghua supported himself with his hands, and waited leisurely for Song Luozi, "Those who are not as good as Xiaobai are ugly." ”

Lian Song couldn't help but snort, "Then it seems that your family is waiting, it is estimated that Qingqiu will have another great-grandchild, right?" Checking the chess pieces in his hand, he sighed again: "The old dragon king's chess is a free gift." It's better to send it to me at the beginning, at least to accept his love. ”

Donghua picked up the cup and moistened the tea and said leisurely: "It's not too late to accept it now, I can ask Tianjun to give you and the princess of Xihai a marriage, this chess piece can be regarded as a courtesy." ”

Lian Song looked at the red lotus blooming in the pond in the courtyard, the tender yellow stamen swayed gently with ripples, and he smiled: "I'm afraid that your wishful thinking is going to be in vain, forget about the princess or something, and one hibiscus is enough for the rest of my life." ”