Evening.

Ji Tianci used his magical powers to look at the qi of the Son of Heaven and found the luck of the little eunuch who was the head of the fortune.

In the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in the backyard of the palace, covering an area of more than ten acres.

There are many books in it, not only martial arts, but also travelogues of various countries, customs and customs, and anecdotes of Kyushu......

Outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is also a formation guard, if there is a little thief who wants to hit the attention of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there must be no return.

Of course, Ji Tianci is the fifth prince, and the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is of course completely open to him.

When he came to the Scripture Pavilion, Ji Tianci saw the little eunuch who was in charge of good luck.

The little eunuch was diligently sweeping the floor.

Unremarkable.

Except for some delicate faces, there is no difference from other little eunuchs.

No one would have thought that this ordinary little eunuch would have great luck.

"That's him!"

"Son of Luck!"

Ji Tianci stared at Xiao Chuanzi directly, and Xiao Chuanzi was hairy.

Xiao Chuanzi has not been a eunuch for a long time, but he has also heard some bad rumors.

The dignitaries and nobles of the imperial capital do not love the right way and love the sheep intestines, and they are tired of walking at the main gate, so they always like to drill into the back.

Could it be that the five princes are also good at this.

Xiao Chuanzi's face turned pale, and his sphincter tightened.

Xiao Chuanzi lowered his head, and the broom in his hand swept quickly on the ground, but the route of sweeping the floor was slightly off, just in the direction where Ji Tianci was.

Xiao Chuanzi was thinking about the meaning of his small movements, and Ji Tianci's voice came into his ears.

"Come here!"

Xiao Chuanzi shivered, her sphincter twitched twice, and she felt like a catastrophe was coming.

Under Ji Tianci's gaze, Xiao Chuanzi stiffened, walked in front of Ji Tianci, and knelt down fiercely.

"The minion has seen His Highness!"

Xiao Chuanzi buried his head very low, trembling on the ground, and his lips were a little purple because of nervousness.

"What's your name?" Ji Tianci asked.

"Minion Xiaochuanzi!"

"Raise your head and let Lone see." Ji Tianci said one after another.

Xiao Chuanzi's face froze, and he raised his head, revealing his delicate face.

"Not bad!"

"It's very delicate!"

Ji Tian bowed slightly, looking very seriously, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Finished!

It's all over!

Xiao Chuanzi only felt that the sky was dark in front of him, and he was dizzy.

He really doesn't want to eat with his ass!

Ji Tianci didn't know that Xiao Chuanzi thought crookedly, and it was crooked to outer space.

Excitement flashed in his eyes because he saw a thin purple line above Xiao Chuanzi's head.

The purple line, submerged into the void, stretched all the way to the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

"It's a chance line!"

Ji Tianci instantly understood.

This purple line of chance is the fate of Xiaochuanzi.

"No wonder a little sweeping eunuch can have purple luck."

After thinking about it, Ji Tianci casually ordered.

"Let's get busy!"

After that, Ji Tianci raised his feet and climbed to the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

When Xiao Chuanzi saw Ji Tianci leaving, he let out a long breath of turbidity, and his face showed an expression of the rest of his life.

"It's dangerous!"

"I almost lost my virginity!"

Ogawako touched her ass and muttered with palpitations.

Scripture Pavilion, third floor.

Ji Tianci followed the purple chance line and found Xiao Chuanzi's chance.

A book!

History of Zhao Jiyan

Seeing the title of the book, Ji Tianci was faintly excited.

Flipping through the cover and seeing the contents inside, his face instantly showed a look that was really like this.

Just as he guessed.

The content inside is unbearable.

The plot is about the lingering sympathy between Zhao Ji, the mother of the Zulong Emperor, and the fake eunuch Chang Yu.

The paper is beautiful.

The art style is excellent.

Subtle.

Zhao Ji's long legs, not to mention how tempting.

At a glance, you can see that it comes from the hands of everyone who paints the Tao.

On every page, Ji Tianci read it very carefully and meticulously.

He was looking for Xiao Chuanzi's chance, and he was by no means admiring Zhao Ji's long legs.

After watching it intently for a quarter of an hour, Ji Tianci finally found the clue.

One of the pages, a little thicker than the others.

If it weren't for Ji Tianci looking very seriously, he would definitely ignore the past.

Ji Tianci tore off the page, walked to the window, and put the page in the sunlight to read.

Sure enough, a mezzanine in the pages of the book was found.

Peel back the pages on the surface to reveal the gold leaf inside.

The gold leaf is very thin, with Juanjuan Boy written on it, revealing roughness in the show, two completely different styles, perfectly blended together, and it is impossible to tell whether the creator is male or female.

On the gold leaf, it is recorded a divine skill called "Three Yin and Illusion Yang Sutra".

…… This skill is not allowed for men to practice, and practicing it will cause yang energy to backlash, and burn to death with lust......

…… This skill is not allowed for women to practice, and the perineal qi is poured into the body, and the blood freezes and dies......

…… This skill can only be cultivated by non-human people like the miscellaneous family, who are neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, and can merge yin and yang to become a party......

…… This skill has very low requirements for the root bones, and the cultivation speed is extremely fast, as long as there are enough resources to support it, it is not a problem for a three-year great master to ascend to immortality in five years......

Ji Tianci saw the record on the gold leaf, and his face showed a deep disappointment.

There are a lot of words in the gold leaf, and Ji Tianci summed it up, just eight words.

If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace!

This is a magical skill that can only be practiced by eunuchs.

"No wonder Xiao Chuanzi can have purple luck!"

"According to the original plot, when Xiao Chuanzi was cleaning the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he discovered the secrets in this "History of Zhao Jiyan", and then began to practice the Three Yin Illusory Yang Sutra, and within a few years, he became a peerless master."

"This Xiaochuanzi looks clear-eyed, but if he can discover the secrets in "The History of Zhao Jiyan", he must also be LSP!"

Ji Tianci looked down from the third floor and observed Xiao Chuanzi's luck.

Sure enough, after the Three Yin and Illusory Yang Sutras fell into his hands, Xiao Chuanzi's luck turned red and white.

Seven red and three white.

is still much stronger than ordinary little eunuchs.

"It seems that this Xiaochuanzi is really a talent."

"Even if the biggest opportunity is preempted by me, there is still red and white luck."

Red luck is only available to officials of the fifth rank and above.

Xiaochuanzi's seven reds and three whites mean that he will also have some creation in the future, and he can have the power of six or seven grades.

"If I give the Three Yin and Illusion Yang Sutra to Xiao Chuanzi, he will definitely be grateful to me and be loyal."

Since he couldn't cultivate the Three Yin and Illusory Yang Sutras, he simply used them to buy people's hearts.

As for this miracle, it was originally Xiao Chuanzi's chance, but it was selectively forgotten by Ji Tianci.

"However, they can't let An Weiyang know about this matter."

"Hide it from them."

Ji Tianci walked downstairs, naturally passed by Xiao Chuanzi's side, and said softly.

"At three o'clock tonight, come to the small study to find a lonely."

After saying that, Ji Tianci left quickly, leaving Xiao Chuanzi alone, standing there stunned, showing a desperate look.

After all, I still haven't escaped the clutches of His Highness.