The dense leaves covered his head, face and neck, with only faint snoring sounds.

In the courtyard, the fourteenth princes caresses the guqin gently, with the sound of the guqin and has the power to cleanse people's hearts and dispel fatigue.

"The fourteenth piano is getting better and better."

Emperor Tianshou, whose temples were white, abandoned his son and accepted his gratitude again, but he was in a good mood.

"It's better to give Fairy Xuan Ji's advice."

The last syllable floated in the air, and the fourteenth princess pressed the strings with a smile on her face:

"Fourth brother, if the Jingxin Mantra can evolve into the sound of the piano, you will also thank Fairy Xuan Ji."

Smack ~

Xuan Ji threw down the chess piece and shook his head slightly when he heard this: "It's just mutual benefit. Haven't you also brought me the royal collection of books?"

Thirty years are nothing for a monk, but it is a little long for a "prisoner".

With someone to relieve her boredom, she naturally didn't care about teaching insignificant things to go out.

"But I still have to thank you."

Emperor Tianshou smiled and thanked him.

The research on magical powers and magic in the sect holy land is not comparable to that of the Tianding Kingdom. Some of the things Xuan Ji’s instructions are not worth mentioning to the monks, but are of great use to the Tianding Kingdom today.

"It's up to you."

Xuan Ji shook her head and said no more.

In the past thirty years, Emperor Tianding has accumulated more than a thousand years of foundation. With the shock of An Qisheng, it seems that in the third year, he has expelled the forces of the holy lands of the sects.

Even when the tenth urban area was expanded, it was necessary to build the fifteenth market in Dongzhou.

In a flash, the power of Tianding Kingdom not only controlled Tianding Kingdom, but also radiated to more than a dozen dynasties abroad!

This is because the Tianding Kingdom did not expand outward and other dynasties took the initiative to rely on it.

The peace of Dongzhou is just because the sects of the Holy Land fear the Yuanyang Taoist. If something happens one day, the Tianding Kingdom will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Huh ~

Several people were talking casually.

Most of the attention was still focused on the white-haired Taoist who was sitting under the tree and his breath became more ethereal and almost imperceptible.

At this time, An Qisheng's breathing was gentle and long, his breath was calm and quiet, his eyes closed and his mind focused, and his hands were a slate with a simple and scented look and a scent of time.

He was carving something, making an uninterrupted rustling sound.

call!

The heart is waving.

An Qisheng's heart was filled with a mirror, and the Holy Spirit that was raising a stone tablet was also reflected on it.

The Holy Spirit was born for a long time, but there were signs of being born thirty years ago. At this time, he was naturally able to be born, but he was suppressed.

Carving is his means to transform the Holy Spirit of this stone tablet.

Similarly, preparations are also being made.

Preparation to dreaming.

Buzz ~

As An Qisheng thought, a desolate and familiar sigh sounded again in his heart:

road,
Chapter completed!