"Spread out the stuff around you, read less scriptures, and write shallowly, and ask the Lord to give a name to the child who is about to be born." Lu Bu, who has been a civil official for a long time and has good knowledge, talks nonsense seriously.

Don't say it when you send the child, you have to name it, Chu Feng felt a little helpless in his heart, thought about it, stretched out his hand, used his fingers as a pen, and used aura as ink, and wrote two traditional characters in the air - Ziqiao.

Joe, towering, means that the child will have a great achievement in the future!

"Ziqiao, Lu Ziqiao, thank you for the view"

Lu Bu read it in a low voice, felt that the name was good, and thanked him again.

Diao Chan also thanked him lightly.

"Diao Chan is about to give birth, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's go"

Chu Feng waved the sleeves of his loose robe, and an invisible force carried Lu Bu and Diao Chan out of the Dan room, crossed the high wall, swept over the square, the thousand-layer steps, and disappeared into a thick fog with the red rabbit horse.

The first time I sent my son, that's it!

"Send the son Guanyin, send the son to the master, what is this called."

Chu Feng got up and came to the door, looking at the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, his expression was a little worried. It is too bad to preach the Lord of all worlds and help give birth to children.

"Host, Zhao Kuangyin and his harem are here, please get ready!"

Harem, a black line rose on Chu Feng's forehead, could it be that he Chu Daochang is going to have a son today. I hope that the scale of Zhao Kuangyin's harem is not too large.

"The system, poor road hope this is the last time"

As a serious Taoist priest, as a Taoist priest with thoughts and pursuits. Chu Feng really didn't want to grab work with Guanyin. He has nothing to do with cultivating the Dao, all kinds of ancient medicines, refining alchemy, researching formations and Taoism, and training a few beautiful female apprentices in the other world.

"Host, Zhao Kuangyin's body is pure incense regeneration, and theoretically it can't be born! If you don't help him, the rest will be troublesome. ”

It turned out that this was the case, and Chu Feng showed a sudden expression.

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Half an hour later, in the courtyard and at the door, there were hundreds of richly dressed, outstanding, graceful figures, and extraordinary temperament women. Placed anywhere, it is a stunner that men compete for, but it is exclusive to one person - Zhao Kuangyin, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Concubine Hua, come in!"

Zhao Kuangyin's angry voice came from the Dan room with the door open.

A tall, plump palace beauty, walked out of the crowd with all manners, walked into the Danfang, saw Chu Feng, and knelt down directly and said: "Meet the Lord, the Lord will enjoy the immortal blessings forever, and the longevity will be the same as the sky!" ”

Chu Feng raised his head, glanced at Concubine Hua, who was slightly plump and had a charming look in her eyebrows, and said in her heart that this woman is quite good at talking.

"Get up, the poor road begins"

The words fell, and a stream of water vapor containing vigorous life force. went straight into the body of the plump beauty Concubine Hua, and in an instant, her belly bulged, and a new life was born.

"This, this, thank you...... Thank you."

Despite the mental preparations made in advance, Concubine Hua was still very shocked, unlike Diao Chan, she had never seen Chu Feng perform thaumaturgy. Psychological adaptation requires a process.

After Chu Feng motioned for her to step back, he turned his head to Zhao Kuangyin and said, "Did you work hard yesterday?" ”

This question, I asked Lu Bu before, and the answer I got was seven times a night, to be honest, Chu Feng was very curious about how many times Zhao Kuangyin was a night.

Zhao Kuangyin, who didn't expect Chu Feng to ask this question, paused for a moment, stretched out a finger, and then added: "Thirty people, one time for each person"

Hearing this, two sentences popped up in Chu Feng's mind, the concubine of flowing water, and Zhao Kuangyin who was beaten by iron. is worthy of being a person who regenerates incense, and his physical fitness is fierce. If it's not that you can't have children, it's okay to make a nation.

This is by no means a joke, for example, Zhu Yuanzhang, the beggar emperor with the lowest background, has developed a royal family of more than 200,000 people.

"Good, go ahead"

Zhao Kuangyin nodded and shouted outside: "Concubine Zhen"

After a while, a very thin woman with a delicate face crossed the threshold and walked in with light steps, her demeanor was more elegant than that of Concubine Hua who came in before, and her voice was also very low.

According to the process, Chu Feng operated the eyes of the child and mother, and emitted water vapor from the mother and child, so that she could conceive.

"Stand down, next"

"Thank you"

Concubine Zhen miraculously kowtowed, then got up and left, walked to the center of the courtyard, and rubbed with a dignified and elegant woman, and fell to the ground with an oops. Immediately, miscarriage.

As a husband, Zhao Kuangyin quickly ran out to check the situation.

Seeing this scene, Chu Feng inexplicably thought of a word - palace fighting drama, it is said that there is a nirvana in it, at the expense of children, to kill competitors. With his own good intentions, he was so spoiled by this woman who was consumed by profit, Chu Feng was a little unhappy.

"The poor road is lacking, this is the end of sending the son, and you will leave by yourself"

With that, the door to the Dan room closed automatically.

There was a cry of guilt outside!

"Get out of here!"

Chu Feng's indifferent voice echoed in the courtyard.

After Zhao Kuangyin repeatedly confessed, he took his concubine and left unhappily.

The only woman who successfully conceived, Concubine Hua, held her bulging belly, took a deep look at the Danfang, and left with an inappropriate expression. At this time, she didn't know that the child in her womb would become the only heir to the tens of thousands of miles of territory of the Great Song Dynasty.

Soon, Chu Feng opened the door and walked out, looking at the blood stains on the ground not far away, and waved his hand, it was as clean as ever.

"A woman who thinks she is smart, you won't have any more children in your life."

Muttering to himself, Chu Feng moved to the Innate Spirit Root Garden, and combed through what he had learned during this time, the third level of Qi training, the teleportation array, the transformation technique, the incarnation outside the body, the sword code, and the Liangqin.

Seven days passed, and on the eighth day, there was a sudden heavy rainfall. Chu Feng, who conformed to nature, went to the glorious and magnificent hall to take shelter from the rain, and after standing for a while, the voice of the system sounded: "Host, the fifth world is open, please get ready"

Chu Feng, who was mentally prepared, transpired off the water stains on his body, and asked unhurriedly, "What world is it?" Who will come to the poor road? ”

"In the Qin Shi Mingyue World, no one came to the host. This preaching is a little different from the past, in the late Han Dynasty world and the Water Margin world, the host developed believers and built Taoist temples, which was preaching from the perspective of the situation; In the world of ghosts blowing lanterns and the world of the Tang Dynasty, the host accepts disciples and teaches art, preaching from the perspective of the cornerstone; This time the host needs to preach from the perspective of the heart, because this is a world with their own beliefs. ”

Preach from the perspective of the heart, and have a world of their own beliefs. Hearing this, Chu Feng's eyebrows raised slightly, but he quickly stretched out and attacked his heart, but it was his strong point.

"By the way, where is the exit of the space-time channel?"

Based on previous experience, the exit is fixed, and the place where it appears has its own meaning.