Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"That's my plan."

Zhou Li looked at the courtyards and houses that had been assimilated by Jiang Li with satisfaction, and gave this plan a perfect name.

"The Lizi Project."

"An epic and outrageous cliché has appeared."

Tang Wan's face turned green after hearing this.

Is there any worse joke than this?
"There are some."

Zhou Li seemed to see what Tang Wan was thinking. He grinned and said in a deep voice, "This is Li Zhong's hut."

Tang Wan almost choked to death as she couldn't catch her breath.

What a bad decision. This is all.

"So... Daxian is a house now?"

Yu Sui stood beside Zhou Li blankly, like a little figurine, so cute.

"It doesn't count."

Jiang Li slowly gathered around Shangguan Hong and said calmly: "I just coated the outside of this house with a layer of myself. I can still reshape myself."

Trying to walk outside, Jiang Li said helplessly: "I just can't leave the house too far, otherwise my effect will be ineffective."

"Effect?"

Tao Yao asked: "What effect?"

"Blocking sight, preventing prying eyes, blocking any external Qi, early warning system, some small-scale talisman arrays, and reflection system."

After thinking for a while, Jiang Li added: "There is also the Li Qing Sky Eye System."

The Liqing Sky Eye System was developed by the famous Jiang Li Daxian and the famous Zhuge Qing Fairy. While it has the chain sky eye system, it is also connected to the special fairy network developed by Jiang Li. It can be said that it has the three functions of "monitoring", "cloud storage" and "memory" at the same time.

Invincible.

In a sense, the current building complex has become the Earth monitored by the Sophon, and it is an upgraded proMAX version. After all, there is no way for the Sophon to suddenly condense into a human form and release the Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman to kill people.

In this way, Zhou Li was completely relieved.

"Okay, now we have a stable residence in the capital."

Zhou Li breathed a sigh of relief. He liked Beiliang because Beiliang Imperial College and his home were both stable residences. At least he didn't need to carry a machete with him when he slept in them.

Now, in this completely unfamiliar city, Li Zi successfully created a perfect residence and gathering point for Zhou Li and others. It can be said that only here did Zhou Li dare to plot loudly and say some strange little things, such as when to cut off the prime minister's dog brain, and whether the emperor was trustworthy.

"this···"

Standing on the astronomical platform, looking at the houses and courtyards that had disappeared from his sight, the somewhat portly emperor scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Hahahahahaha."

The King of Han at the side laughed heartily, unbridled to the extreme. He showed no respect or seriousness as he should have when facing the emperor. Only the sound of joyful laughter lingered in the air, "I knew it, hahahahahahahahaha, this kid, good! Good!"

His repeated praises proved that the King of Han was very satisfied with Zhou Li.

No one expected that Zhou Li could easily expose his elder brother's little thoughts, and the means he used were so... amazing. Seeing this, the King of Han naturally laughed a lot. After all, it was a strange sight to see the expression of "speechless" on the face of his elder brother, who always looked like he had everything under control.

"This boy."

He shook his head, and a helpless smile appeared on his face that seemed full of kindness. This middle-aged man, who always had a smiling face and was kind to others, looked at the King of Han and said with a smile: "Was he like this before with you?"

“He didn’t have the means at that time.”

The King of Han sighed, "When we were in Taiying, this guy was only a third-level spiritual master, and he didn't have so many magic weapons. He had to use such shameless means as exploding shit to threaten me to deal with me."

"It's OK as long as it's useful."

In response, the fat Emperor Hongxi, who was wearing a dragon robe, laughed and said, "Second brother, aren't you also controlled by him?"

"fart."

The King of Han waved his hand and said disdainfully: "That's because his ideas don't conflict with mine. If he wants to attack Qianyun, don't you think I won't hang him at the city gate?"

"It's all right. It's all right."

Emperor Hongxi said with a smile: "Well, dress nicer tomorrow. You are a Han prince after all. How can you dress like a fisherman all day long?"

"You know shit."

The King of Han said unhappily, "Every time I come to the capital, I am not allowed to go out of the city to fish, so I can only fish in your broken moat. The group of people who dress well always come to talk to me, and I can't catch any fish. Isn't it annoying?"

"It's for your own good that I don't let you leave the city."

The maidservant beside him came forward with great insight and put on the emperor's shirt. He looked at the King of Han and said, "The Prime Minister has been very restless recently. If you show up rashly, the lie that we are not getting along will be exposed immediately. For the sake of your career, please be patient."

"We didn't get along."

The King of Han swung his sleeves, snorted coldly and said, "Boss, you should understand that I recognize your career and plan, but I still don't recognize you as a person."

"It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not, you still have to help me obediently."

Emperor Hongxi was not annoyed by the disrespectful words of the King of Han. Instead, he grabbed the King of Han's sleeve and said with a smile: "Help me fix the chair later. The people below are weak and timid, so you have to rely on my second brother."

"Just do the work and don't keep arresting me."

The King of Han shook off Emperor Hongxi's hand, but did not reject him. He just muttered something.

The two walked through the corridor, but did not enter the palace. Instead, they turned and walked into a slightly dim room.

Nine deformed dragon patterns bulge on the back of the chair made of black iron, and each scale is covered with fine holes. When the shadow passes over the throne, dark red mucus will seep out of those holes. The red gold pupils on the dragon head armrests are not inlaid with gems, but some kind of translucent organs, which will shrink into narrow vertical pupils as the sundial shifts.

The backrest of the throne extended out a spine-like alloy skeleton, and the metal throne wrapped in scarlet leather hummed and vibrated in the dark room. The metal material and leather blended with each other, giving it a unique and strange sense of flesh. Standing in front of this throne that seemed to be alive like a living thing, the King of Han reached out with a complicated expression, gently touched the hilt mechanism on the throne, and said:

"Every time I see this thing, I feel like I'm dreaming."

Emperor Hongxi said nothing, but gently took off the "jade ring" on his wrist. In an instant, his right arm was corroded by countless metal fragments and turned into a joint like a snake's tail.

He walked to the throne, took a deep breath, and slowly sat down.

The dragon claws dormant in the shadow of the chair back remained semi-solidified, with amber claw tips flowing with liquid similar to mercury. When Emperor Hongxi sat on the dragon chair, countless hysterical roars came from all around him, and another dragon claw tore through the air and slowly moved towards Emperor Hongxi's throat.

The King of Han walked forward and silently grabbed the angry golden dragon. The scales of the golden dragon were covered with strange scarlet lines, which seemed to be a chain entangled in his body, tightly locking its body. It looked at the King of Han with hatred, opened its mouth, and only the bloody mouthparts made a sharp buzzing sound.

Without any words, the King of Han solemnly grasped the throat of the golden dragon, and then slowly exerted force. At the same time, the bone spurs spreading in the dragon throne began to pierce into the nerves of Emperor Hongxi. The harder the King of Han exerted, the deeper the bone spurs penetrated.

At this time, Emperor Hongxi's head was soaked with cold sweat, and his whole body was shaking, but he gritted his teeth and did not retreat at all. He stared at the dragon eyes that appeared in front of the dragon throne, without saying a word, but with great determination. With the last dragon cry, the golden dragon reluctantly returned to the container of the dragon throne. In the sphere filled with mercury, it stared at the person sitting on the dragon throne, not hiding its anger and resentment at all.

"It still does."

After a long while, the King of Han said quietly, "You too."

"In times of great difficulty, someone always has to make sacrifices."

Emperor Hongxi closed his eyes tightly, and a distorted voice came out of his mouth, "Go, it's getting more and more angry recently, and the suppression time is getting longer and longer. Let Zhou Li come early tomorrow morning, otherwise I'm afraid there won't be enough time in the afternoon."

"it is good."

This time, the King of Han did not rebuke Emperor Hongxi as usual, but just nodded and left.

In the dim light, dragon fangs pierced the nerves and dragon scales covered the body.

Only an unyielding soul held down the dragon's body, making him unable to move.
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Zhou Li felt a terrifying thing pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He began to struggle in his sleep, like a drowning man, grabbing at anything he could find around him.

Suddenly, he caught it.

He grabbed Tang Wan's neck.

"Damn it!"

With a roar, Zhou Li twisted Tang Wan's neck with a Hallelujah and pressed her to the ground.

"Oh my god, enemy attack?!"

Tang Wan turned over and stood up, horrified.

"What are you going to do?!"

Zhou Li stood up. In the room, he looked at Tang Wan, who looked bewildered, and gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you pressing on me?"

Tang Wan was also confused.

"I, I don't know?"

Tang Wan looked around and suddenly realized that this was not her room.

"In human terms, this is sleepwalking."

Jiang Li emerged from the wall, took a look at Tang Wan, and then took out a photo stone to activate the screen. In the screen, Tang Wan suddenly stood up from the bed in her room, rushed to Zhou Li's room accurately, and then was tripped by Zhou Li who was sleeping and fell on him.

What the hell?
"Are you sleepwalking?"

Zhou Li looked at Tang Wan in confusion, "Do you have this problem?"

"How is that possible?"

Tang Wan scratched his head, and was very confused. "If I had a sleepwalking problem, how could I survive? I would have been beaten to death for sleepwalking and leaving the safe zone."

"correct."

Zhou Li was also puzzled at this time. He and Tang Cen had been roommates for a long time, so he naturally knew that Tang Cen had no bad sleeping habits. Not to mention sleepwalking, he didn't even snore.

"I'm not so sure either."

Looking at Tang Wan, Jiang Li said, "There is nothing strange in her body, and there is no possibility of poisoning."

"what?"

Tang Wan scratched his head, a little confused, "Then I don't know. Poisoning is definitely impossible. My resistance to poison is already maxed out. Is there any other way to make me sleepwalk?"

"Too much pressure?"

Jiang Li constructively proposed another possibility: "If excessive stress leads to mental disorder, there is a chance of sleepwalking."

"You haven't told me about the aftereffects of her resurrection after she died."

Zhou Li's mouth twitched, "She's under a lot of pressure? I think she's under a lot of pressure from eating, and the gravity is also high."

"You have no qualities."

Tang Wan made a personal attack.

"Let me make an adjustment."

Jiang Li thought about it, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly. Soon, Tang Wan'er's room was moved next to Zhou Li's. "Wan'er, go to sleep. I left a consciousness behind. If you sleepwalk next time, I will be able to find out in advance. We will see what happens then."

"walk slowly."

Tang Wan nodded.

Zhou Li was also a little puzzled. If it was really sleepwalking, Tang Wan would most likely have sleepwalked into the kitchen and started eating and drinking, or directly entered Qianyun's room and came out as a princess. It didn't make sense for her to come to her own room to get beaten.

But he didn't think much about it. After all, sleepwalking was just a trivial matter. What was really important was that he was going to see the emperor tomorrow.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Li looked at the moonlight outside the window and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He is also Mr. Jing.

After being interrupted by Tang Wan, Zhou Li was no longer sleepy. Tomorrow Zhou Li would go to the palace to meet the emperor. As a modern person, all Zhou Li's memories of emperors were from TV dramas and novels, and most of them were particularly famous emperors in history.

Emperor Hongxi, later Emperor Renzong of Ming, was not a person Zhou Li had a deep impression of, after all, he had not studied much about Ming history. But Zhou Li vaguely remembered that although this emperor had the word "Ren" in his name, he was not an incompetent Ren. On the contrary, the mess left by Zhu Di was cleaned up by Emperor Renzong of Ming, leaving a good team for his son.

and many more.

Zhou Li suddenly remembered that someone in history seemed to have a name for this era.

Three dragons in the same dynasty.

However, Zhou Li did not confuse history with the present. After all, there was no such thing as spiritual energy in the Ming history of his Earth, and there was no such thing as dragon and tiger energy in the royal family. Therefore, this Ming Dynasty was obviously running wildly on a road that had never been taken before. At least, Ming Renzong of this world survived the third year after he became emperor.

Really...
When he thought about himself, a modern man, meeting the emperor in an era of cultivating immortals, he felt a little strange. It was like searching for learning materials on P station and ended up learning advanced mathematics, or like a head named King of Han suddenly popped out from the window in the middle of the night.

But Zhou Li will not learn advanced mathematics on P station.

The King of Han’s head was really in the window.

“Aa ...

Zhou Li kicked a football directly, and the King of Han grabbed Zhou Li's ankle and threw him out of the window. (End of this chapter)