"The edict, between the mountains and wilderness, there are many Tibetan sages, now there are people Mo Chen, outstanding martial arts, both ability and political integrity, specially canonized as the prince Liu Anwu master, admiration. ”

An old eunuch with a male duck voice finished reciting the holy decree, and the golden dragon of national fortune that shrouded the entire Yujing City changed slightly.

Mo Chen felt that his whole body had become a little more relaxed, and the suppression of the mana on his body by the golden dragon of luck had disappeared, and there was even a faint blessing.

Is this the luck of the Terrans?

If you are recognized, you will be blessed, and if you are not recognized, you will be suppressed.

"Mr. Mo, take the order......" Seeing that Mo Chen was in deep thought for a while, the old eunuch couldn't help but remind.

Mo Chen, who was interrupted from thinking, came back to his senses, stepped forward, and took the holy decree.

The bright yellow satin of the holy decree is tattooed with two lifelike dragons, and Mo Chen, who has mana, can feel that there is luck on it, echoing the luck entrenched in the air.

This is what mortals often say.

The emperor belongs to the controller of a country's national fortunes, and what he says represents the luck of the people of a country, but if the emperor loses the hearts of the people, the people turn to support others, and this luck will decline.

This kind of false hand is illusory after all, and only the strength of one's own individual is eternal, Mo Chen thought secretly.

After receiving the holy decree, several people on the field came up to congratulate, and the prince Liu An knelt on the ground with a big salute, wanting to kowtow to Mo Chen, but he was stopped by an invisible force, and he couldn't kowtow.

That's Mo Chen's mana, he just came to help Liu An seize the throne, if he really rashly became Liu An's master, but there was a lot of trouble, Liu An is not the three emperors and five emperors of heaven, he has great merit to protect the body, in case he becomes a faint monarch in the future, Mo Chen can't say that he will have to suffer from that luck.

Although with the body of Mo Chentianxian, he is not afraid of the fortunes of the Great Wei Dynasty, but it is always not beautiful.

"Master!" Liu An saw that he couldn't kneel, and knew that it was Mo Chen's ghost, so he shouted at him.

"His Royal Highness the prince has a noble status, there is no need to perform this great gift, I can't afford it, what His Royal Highness wants to learn, I will definitely teach it. Mo Chen stepped forward to help Liu An, a serious way.

It is said that it is a teaching force, but Mo Chen teaches some superficial body refining kung fu at most, anyway, in the memory left by the big white ape, there are many cultivation methods, and there is no problem in teaching him a little basic.

The human emperor cannot be cultivated, that is the time when Emperor Yu's merits were perfected, and the rules of the three emperors and five emperors and the heavenly saints, the emperor who is immortal and overrides all living beings, isn't it the same as the Jade Emperor.

Enjoying a lifetime of glory and wealth is already a great blessing.

Seeing that Mo Chen insisted on not letting himself make a big salute, Liu An had no choice but to give up.

Everyone returned to the banquet one after another, and the banquet was carried out until the middle of the moon, during which General Wang still wanted to come and fight with Mo Chen, but how could mortal wine get drunk with the body of a fairy, General Wang drank himself stiffly on the table, Mo Chen's face still did not change, but let everyone refresh their perception of his amount of wine.

The next half a year was very peaceful, and when the old emperor's health was getting worse and worse, he finally canonized Liu An as the crown prince, confirming his status as the first legitimate heir of the Great Wei, and the king of Chu did not assassinate him, and the forces over there were fully contracted, and it was already a foregone conclusion that Liu An ascended the throne.

What Mo Chen did every day was to secretly figure out and cultivate the sky-breaking combat skills he got from the Peng Demon King, and he didn't take advantage of the weapons, so he used his own pair of meat fists instead of weapons, and mastered the luck route of the four major killing moves of the sky-breaking combat skills.

There is no way to test it in the East Palace, but the peaks near Yujing have been harmed by him, and the peaks collapsed, and Yujing also reacted, so he was far away, only a slight tremor, but it did not cause much panic.

On this day, Mo Chen, who practiced his combat skills and took a mountain peak, came in from outside the city and walked to the snack street with ease, ready to feast and comfort his five internal organs.

Although he has recovered some mana and can also do Bigu, Mo Chen still likes the deliciousness of food blooming on the tip of his tongue, so he still eats normally like mortals, and this snack street is the first place he came to after returning to the city after practicing.

Among these three realms, if the power of the law is profound, it is those innate beings, and if it is said that it can eat, it is the human race.

This snack street in Dawei integrates all the food and all kinds of dishes in the land of Dawei, and the shops taste very good, whether it is a dignitary or a common person, they will haunt here.

The shop where Mo Chen often comes to eat is an old shop specializing in duck blood vermicelli soup and pot stickers, its duck blood vermicelli is delicious, and the pot stickers are even more crispy and juicy, making it difficult to extricate yourself.

Coming into the store, it will be noon, the store is full, fortunately Mo Chen is an old customer, and he is not bad for money, he wants to sit upstairs, but there is still a place. Mo Chen is really not bad for money, with mana, a little stone into gold or something is easy to come by, anyway, that bit of mana is equal to nothing, Mo Chen doesn't care about spending it on it.

Although the third floor is a private seat, but in this meal, it is also a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, fortunately, there is still one left in the corner by the window, Mo Chen unceremoniously occupied, and after waiting for less than half an hour, the shopkeeper brought up a pot of duck blood vermicelli and a plate of potstickers that he wanted.

The sound of 'dang' was the sound of broken silver smashing on a pallet.

"Come up very fast, my lord will reward you!" Mo Chen said pompously like a gentleman.

"Xie Mo Gongzi reward, Xie Mo Gongzi reward!" The shopkeeper who served the food was overjoyed, this Mo Gongzi looked young, but he was generous, so every time he served the food, as long as he was hurry, there would definitely be a reward.

Mo Chen waved his hand and asked him to step back, it was winter at this time, the weather was still a little cold, he drank a sip of steaming duck blood soup, and ate the oily stuffed meat potstickers, but life was good.

However, just as he was immersed in his feast, a loud and noisy sound came from downstairs.

"Blind your dog's eyes, you dare to rush if you don't see who is in front of you, come on, kill me and throw it out to feed the dog!" This is a young and arrogant voice, thinking that it is the son of a prince and nobleman.

"Childe spare his life, Childe spare his life......" is the voice of an old man who pleaded bitterly.

Interesting, evil young people are rampant on the streets? Mo Chen's eyes crossed a hint of playfulness, he likes this plot very much, is there merit for saving people, although it is a little less, but mosquito legs are also meat!

Mo Chen stretched out his head to look down, and the dense crowd of melon-eating spectators surrounded the door of this store in a semicircle, and there were two groups of people inside, one wave was a young man with five domestic servants, and the other wave was only one person, an old man was kneeling on the ground, begging constantly.

The young man was dressed luxuriously, and he was slapping angrily with some duck blood vermicelli soup materials on his body......