After hearing the rumors outside, Liu Bowen and other courtiers wanted to control public opinion.

Unexpectedly, this matter has spread more and more widely, and even some officials have been affected.

They also felt that their Majesty had to marry and have children.

Otherwise, if there is no one to inherit Yang Haotian in the future, wouldn't it be a pity to scatter like that?

If it disperses, it will be enough, and then it may be another bloody storm.

And so, two days later, people began to petition on the streets.

They hoped that their Majesty would marry as soon as possible, leave an heir, and write the Book of the People.

At first, it was just the people of Crouching Tiger City, but later, all the people in the Haotian Dynasty went out and wrote the Book of the People.....

In this regard, Liu Bowen and others could only stare at each other.

Their own majesty's marriage is not up to them.

In the end, in order to give an explanation to the people, Liu Bowen and others simply made the Book of the People into a jade slip, and beat Wen Hao of the Thirty-third Heaven in front of hundreds of people.

Things have calmed down for the time being.....

On the thirty-third day, on the bank of the Tongtian River, a young man in rags let out a long breath of turbidity,

One jumped onto the shore.

Although the road to the Tianhe River is extremely dangerous and guarded by many checkpoints, it is difficult for Wen Hao to be reached at all, but the clothes on his body have become a little tattered.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Hao had already changed into a temporary white dress and turned into a scholar again.

"I didn't expect the Tongtian River of the Thirty-Three Heavens to turn into a small river less than a few dozen meters wide!

Looking at the winding river behind him, Wen Hao opened his mouth and muttered to himself.

Compared with the Tongtian River, which is hundreds of miles wide in the mortal world, this river simply couldn't be smaller.

"Ding, remind the host, if the host can introduce the essence of the water source of the Tongtian River into the sea knowledge space, the host's cultivation will be possible to improve again!"

Just when Wen Hao sighed and planned to move further, in his mind, the system's prompt sound sounded coldly.

"The essence of the water source?" Wen Hao frowned slightly.

After the sub-sage, the land generated in the sea space with a radius of 10,000 miles is regarded as stepping into the middle stage of the sub-sage, a radius of 100,000 li is regarded as stepping into the late stage of the sub-sage, and a radius of 1 million miles is regarded as stepping into the peak of the sub-sage.

If there is Hongmeng Purple Qi entering, the rules of heaven and earth begin to circulate, and the first little life is born, it is regarded as a saint.....

At present, Wen Hao's Zhihai land is only a hundred miles away, and it is all yellow sand, and it is not a small distance from the middle stage of Yasheng.

However, before the ordinary sub-saint stepped into the realm of the saint, no matter how big the land in the sea space was, it was full of yellow sand, and there would not be anything.

Even if you put water or something in it, it will sink to the bottom of the sand.

It will not be re-manifested until after sanctification.

Unlike Wen Hao, a Ten Thousand Thunder Pool has been placed securely on the land of Zhihai.

"Will the water essence sink directly to the bottom of the sand if you introduce it now?"

After thinking about it, Wen Hao raised his eyebrows and then sent a divine thought to the system.

"Ding, the host's sea and land knowledge are not the same as ordinary sub-saints, everything still needs to be explored slowly by the host! Judging from the situation of Wanlei Pool, the essence of the water source will not sink to the bottom of the sand......

The system gave an ambiguous answer.

Since the incident of Wan Lei Chi, it has not been able to figure out what kind of existence Wen Hao's sea knowledge space is.

"Not sure?

Wen Hao looked around, and his mind moved towards the river in the distance, and then his divine consciousness also entered the sea of knowledge space.

Looking at the sea space again, there was a puddle of clear water on the yellow sand within a radius of 100 miles, and it did not disappear directly, but slowly seeped into the ground.

"Was it swallowed by the yellow sand or was it infiltrated normally?"

On the land of space, Wen Hao appeared in shape.

"I'll try something else!"

After Wen Hao pinched the place where the clear water disappeared, his divine consciousness returned to his main body again.

When the spirit reappeared, there was already a small hill on top of the yellow sand!

The flowers and plants of the fairy mountain above are verdant and very delicate.

Half an hour has passed, the hill is still a hill, the fairy flowers and fairy grass are still the fairy flowers and fairy grass, and even Wen Hao can vaguely see that these fairy flowers and fairy grasses are constantly releasing spiritual energy to nourish the entire sea knowledge space.

When there was aura nourishment, Wen Hao felt refreshed and his whole body was comfortable.....

"Ding, host, you're really ......."

At this time, the system also subconsciously began to sigh.

Now Wen Hao's knowledge of the sea space has completely exceeded its cognition. This is to make the other sub-saints,

No!

Even if a saint-level existence knows it, it will envy death.

Ahhin will not say anything,

The space of the sage's sea knowledge also needs to be developed step by step, and only when it reaches a certain level can the outside things be moved into the space and nourish the sea knowledge space.....

"Interesting, interesting, it's just that this space land is a bit small!"

After muttering to himself, Wen Hao's divine sense came out a few more times, and an immortal mountain with a radius of 100 miles was moved into the Zhihai space by Wen Hao.

As for the Ten Thousand Thunder Pool, it was actually embedded in a flat place on the Immortal Mountain......

At this time, looking at Wen Hao's sea knowledge space, it actually has a different flavor, on the vast sea, there is a green fairy mountain, and there is a little aura floating around.....

On the Immortal Mountain, there are still many spirit beasts, still frolicking happily, and they don't know that the Immortal Mountain where they are located has changed places.

"Comfortable!"

Feeling the trace of immortal qi emanating from the immortal mountain, Wen Hao twisted his neck and sighed.

"What if there are thousands of miles of yellow sand in the sea space, my hundred miles of immortal mountain is enough to suppress you!"

This is how he feels now, with his current ability, he can definitely suppress the middle stage of Yasheng.

"As long as the land becomes bigger in the future, I will move some immortal mountains in, anyway, the immortal mountains of the thirty-three heavens are everywhere!"

After muttering to himself, Wen Hao's divine consciousness returned to his body.

Whoosh!

However, just as Wen Hao was about to inquire about the essence of the water source, several figures suddenly flew through the air.

Then a large number of immortal soldiers came in the distance.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Wen Hao hurriedly hid his figure.

"The Golden Immortal King has an order to block the entire Tongtian River in case someone from the Nether Realm enters the Thirty-Three Heavens through here!"

After landing on the ground, an immortal general spoke coldly.

"Yes, sir!"

After receiving the order, a group of immortal soldiers began to take out a pole command flag and arrange a formation.

"It's good to enter the Thirty-Three Heavens one step ahead of schedule, otherwise it's really a bit of trouble!"

After muttering to himself, Wen Hao quietly left the place.

With these immortal soldiers, it is already impossible to find the essence of the water source, it is better to figure out the form of the thirty-three heavens first.

The words were divided into two sides, just three days after Wen Hao's true body entered the thirty-third heaven, at the gate of the central immortal city,

A woman in ragged clothes was dragging her tired body step by step.

She is none other than Mu Wanjun, who has lost her cultivation.

(End of chapter)