Succubus Chen Sir is reborn in Terra. Can he see the favorability?

"Your Majesty, this is not your fault. My colleagues and I were just engaging in normal academic discussions."

In response to this, Yuan Tianshi reported with a look of grievance on his face. If he didn't have the bumps on his head, his grievance would have been more sincere.

"Bring the person over here!"

At this moment, Yuan Tianshi called out, and the Tianshi behind him, whose faces were blackened by the explosion, limped out and carried a person out of the house. The emperor was stunned when he saw this, because wasn't the person thrown out his own attendant who had injured his kidney?!

"Your Majesty, it's this kid!"

Yuan Tianshi pointed at the attendant and accused him:

"It's the booklet this kid sent me. No, it's the Essence of Magic. That booklet is indeed a treasure, but it's too concise. We really can't understand it..."

"Hahaha, all the changes in the Zhoutian are in my hands!!"

"Oh no! Another one's gone crazy! Brothers, let's work together and suppress this guy and wake him up first!"

208 Emperor: No way, this is not possible.

The emperor felt that he had seen all kinds of situations. After all, he had even experienced racing with his brother the crown prince to escape the throne. In other countries on this earth, which royal family could do such a thing.

But now, the emperor felt that he still lacked experience. After all, everything was fine in front of him, but suddenly a high-level Taoist priest jumped up from the ground and cheered without any regard for etiquette. In his hands, there was a strange magical energy wrapped around.

But in comparison, what surprised the emperor even more was that this was the first time he saw a person's eyeballs rotating in both clockwise and counterclockwise directions, which made people feel inexplicably creepy.

However, just as the emperor's guards were about to step forward to suppress the mad Taoist priest, the Taoist priests around him, who were quite familiar with the situation, pinned the mad guy to the ground, using fists, talismans, and thunder magic as needed.

Looking at the crazy Taoist priest who was twitching continuously due to the electric shock and then fell to the ground after being hit on the head, the emperor's guards couldn't help swallowing their saliva. These guys from the Taoist priest's mansion were really ruthless. Those who knew that they were saving people thought that they were taking the opportunity to eliminate dissidents.

“Uh(⊙o⊙)…”

At this moment, the mad Taoist priest who had been knocked unconscious shuddered violently under the residual power of thunder magic, and then woke up. He looked around blankly, as if he had no memory of what had just happened. But when he saw the emperor and his colleagues sticking ghost-drawn talismans on their chests, he immediately realized what was going on and hurriedly knelt on the ground to apologize to the emperor.

The emperor also knew about the ghost-painted talisman on his chest. This ghost-painted talisman meant a useless talisman. When the members of the Tianshi Mansion played cards, whoever lost would have this talisman stuck on him as a count. Whoever lost the most would be responsible for going out and dealing with other departments this month.

As for why the emperor knew so much, it was of course because he had been posted before. At that time, he was still young and studied together with his brothers and sisters in the palace. They often played cards in private. Whoever lost would be responsible for going to his father to act coquettishly and cutely and get a day off.

"Okay, I don't blame you. Stand up and answer me."

Looking at this horrible scribble, the emperor couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart, and his mood became a little worse. He waved his sleeves to stop the chaotic scene. His eyes swept across the chests of all the senior Taoist priests present. Almost all of them had horrible scribbles on their chests, which meant that almost everyone present had experienced the crazy situation just now.

"You don't have to get up."

The emperor gently kicked the attendant who was trying to stand up back onto the stretcher, then looked at the senior celestial masters in front of him and said:

"You owe me an explanation."

"Your Majesty, we were so overjoyed at the sight of this wonderful treasure that we lost our minds for a moment and lost our bearings in front of your Majesty. Please forgive us, Your Majesty."

Yuan Tianshi took a step forward, knelt on the ground, and explained the whole story to the emperor. It was actually not complicated. It was just the booklet that the attendant took out. Originally, when this booklet was sent to the Tianshi Mansion, it did not take it seriously. Over the years, there have been many people who offered what they have learned in order to get an official position.

But to be honest, most of those offerings are not valued by the Tianshi Temple. It is obvious that the latter is more efficient and can develop new systems and theories, compared to a genius who is stuck in the mountains and forests, working on his inventions behind closed doors, and a group of geniuses who get together and show each other their new inventions when they have nothing to do, and those who can still make it get together to discuss how to improve them.

If it weren't for the sake of taking care of the face and reputation of other departments and even the emperor, the Tianshi Mansion would have wanted to directly push all those so-called mountain masters into the Tianshi Basic Class, let them receive some modern Tianshi theory, and then let them see what they have written.

Therefore, even if it was a booklet sent by the emperor's attendants, the Tianshi Mansion was not in a hurry to check it. The Tianshi masters had a lot of things to do. Until one of the Tianshi masters was trying to smear each other's faces with a new invention, but he failed to smear the other person. So he came here with a black face and a pink bunny afro, and started to be responsible for the screening work.

At first, the Taoist priest just glanced at it casually. There seemed to be nothing special about the booklet, and the content inside was obscure and difficult to understand. It seemed that the author himself was not sure about it, so he threw it aside without taking it seriously, with a bit of nonchalantness in his actions.

However, just as he was about to reach out and take down a book, an inexplicable feeling suddenly overwhelmed him, causing him to freeze involuntarily. The Taoist priest smacked his lips, his brows furrowed slightly, and a flicker of doubt and thought flashed in his eyes, as if something in his mind had been gently touched, yet it was elusive.

After a moment of stunned silence, the Heavenly Master suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed once again on the abandoned booklet. This time, his eyes were filled with a certain solemnity and seriousness. He slowly bent down, his movements gentle and cautious, as if afraid of disturbing anything. Gently picking up the booklet, he carefully brushed away the dust from the cover, then slowly turned to the first page and began to read again with great care.

At first glance, the contents of this booklet did appear somewhat disorganized, with chapters jumping illogically, as if haphazardly written. However, as the Heavenly Master patiently savored each line, the seemingly disorganized information seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, gradually forming profound and mysterious images in his mind.

The Celestial Master, who had been leaning back, unconsciously straightened his posture as his understanding deepened. His eyes fixed on the booklet, as if he could penetrate the paper and grasp the truth hidden between the lines. His breathing became slow and deep, his thoughts wandering between the lines. Every pause was a spiritual touch, and every aftertaste made the mystery clearer.

He began to think seriously. After repeated chewing on those fragments that confused him at first, he gradually revealed the internal connection between them. This booklet was actually not messy. It presented the complex and profound wisdom of practice in the most simple and unpretentious form in a way that was almost "the simplest way is the greatest".

He realized that anyone who could write such a booklet was no ordinary person. They must be a true master who had thoroughly understood the mysteries of heaven and earth and reached the realm of transcendence. Such a booklet was undoubtedly a priceless treasure! Just thinking about it just now not only answered many of his long-held doubts, but also pointed him to a path to a higher realm!

That's right, big boss, your simplicity is a bit too much, I just can't understand it...

The Heavenly Master wiped the sweat from his forehead with a look of grievance. He had just spent a lot of energy trying to understand the method of 'drawing talismans out of thin air'. Although the Heavenly Master felt that he could not say that he had a thorough understanding of this magical power, he could be considered to have gotten started.

Hehehe, let me see what’s written behind it. Oh, I really came here today!

The Taoist priest rubbed his hands with a smile, then impatiently picked up the booklet again and looked at the back.

This time, he concentrated and calmed his mind, his eyes fixed on the words at the back. The back of the booklet recorded another kind of magical power. When trying to comprehend it, the Taoist priest felt that each word seemed to have life, jumping, trying to tell him something.

This made the Taoist priest subconsciously try to comprehend and reproduce the spells recorded in it, but as he slowly closed his eyes and began to enter a meditative state, trying to explore the secrets of the spells, an accident quietly came.

The Taoist priest suddenly felt as if he was being sucked into a whirlpool by an invisible force. Although his body did not move, his consciousness was lost in his own world of mind.

At this moment, the world of mind turned into a chaotic and mysterious realm, filled with fog, like a huge maze that made him unable to find his direction.

The Heavenly Master panicked and tried to struggle, but found himself bound by invisible chains, unable to move. At this moment, countless "thoughts" began to whisper in his ears, the sound fragmented and chaotic, like countless mosquitoes buzzing in his ears.

The voices grew more numerous and louder, gradually converging into an irresistible torrent that assaulted his soul. The Tianshi felt as if his head was about to explode, the pain unbearable. He clenched his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"What's going on? Did I misunderstand?!"

The Taoist priest muttered to himself anxiously, and those whispering voices seemed to be mocking his incompetence and luring him into deeper darkness.

The Taoist priest was almost going crazy. He struggled desperately, trying to regain his consciousness, but found himself trapped in an endless cycle, unable to extricate himself.

At this moment of despair...

"The path of spiritual practice lies in the heart. If the heart is firm, then all evil will not invade."

The Taoist priest suddenly remembered a sentence written in the first half of the booklet. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner panic and fear.

As he worked harder, the whispering voices gradually faded, and the fog began to dissipate. The Taoist priest finally found his bearings. He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. Although a hint of fear and fatigue still lingered on his face, his gaze had regained its firmness and clarity.

"*Tianshi swears* What kind of magical power is this?!"

The Taoist priest's first reaction was that he had practiced incorrectly and understood it wrongly, but then he thought again, and thought that it might be a problem with the booklet. Someone was trying to cheat the Taoist priest's mansion. This kind of problem had happened before. Someone had stuffed a problematic book in to cheat the Taoist priest's mansion, but who were the people in the Taoist priest's mansion that he could cheat? So he checked and caught a spy.

But this...

Whose spy is this? This is quite a big deal. Not to mention the things at the back of the booklet, the method of drawing talismans out of thin air at the front is the real thing. If the people in Tianshi Mansion can't even learn the basic skills of drawing talismans, they will be severely punished. And if this method of drawing talismans out of thin air is spread within Dayan, oh, fuck, that picture will be too beautiful.

So, what kind of spy would use strategic weapons to carry out infiltration operations? Can we have more spies like this? Ursus, can you learn from them? (annoying)!

In short, it’s probably because my level is not good enough.

Thinking of this, the Taoist priest immediately straightened his clothes, solemnly put away the booklet, and prepared to go out to find someone to cheat, no, to find someone to study with.

Then, a series of explosions began to occur in the Tianshi Mansion. Of course, these explosions were all tests of the method of drawing talismans out of thin air. All the senior Tianshis felt that they seemed to have gotten started, but when they really started to practice, it was a completely different story.

Then after several failed attempts and pulling down their colleagues who were blown onto the roof and treetops, they squatted on the ground with tingling scalps, and looked through the booklet together again, shouting in grievance in their hearts, "What the hell is this? Boss, we can't be so simple!"

At this moment, the pink bunny-haired Taoist priest at the beginning stretched out his finger and said, "Hey, I have a good idea. Why don't we combine the previous content with the later part? Maybe these two magical powers are connected."

Then, the Heavenly Master's Mansion began to go crazy, but although it was everyone's first time going crazy, it did not cause any trouble, because after a while, no one could go crazy anymore. Even without a method of meditation, the Heavenly Master who went crazy would slowly calm down, because their understanding of the second half of the magical powers did not support them continuing to go crazy.

This has proven, without a doubt, that there is nothing wrong with this booklet. It's not someone else's problem, but our own fault for not being able to keep up.

The big guy who wrote this booklet should just write it, but the younger generations who want to learn from him will be in trouble!

Then, the same pink bunny-haired celestial master raised his finger and said, "Hey, I have a good idea..."

In response, Yuan Tianshi slapped his finger down in anger, then he stretched out his finger and said, "Hey, I have a good idea. My colleagues might as well listen to me and give it a try."

Afterwards, the Imperial Hospital’s emergency weighted stretcher race began.

Listening to Yuan Tianshi's narration, the emperor frowned slightly. At first, he wondered if the thing was made by the nephew in his dream. After all, based on what he had seen in his dream, the nephew was quite outrageous. But then he thought...

How old is the nephew in my dream? He is less than 20 years old, but his swordsmanship is already superb. His lightness skill is also top-notch in Dayan. He is also good at handling government affairs. Although he should know a little about thunder magic, it should be just a little bit. Even if he only sleeps for one hour a day, he can't be proficient in so many things, right?

But...The Emperor extended his hand towards Yuan Tianshi and said softly:

"Come, let me see that pamphlet."

209 Emperor: EMO

The emperor's idea was actually very simple. As a qualified former prince and knight, he naturally could not go out and show off without any decent skills. No, he naturally could not do anything for justice. Therefore, he was also very curious about what was written in this booklet.

Moreover, he was still thinking about his good nephew in his dream. His own brother was very cunning and had a very bad heart. God knew if he was hiding something.

The emperor read the suicide note of his nephew in a dream...

Ah, a suicide note, fuck, why is it a suicide note? How did this thing come about?

Whenever the emperor thought of how good his nephew was in his dream, the suicide note made him feel heartbroken. He no longer wanted to have related dreams. The better the dream, the more harm the suicide note would cause to him.

"Your Majesty!"

Hearing this, not only the Heavenly Masters, but even the guards and imperial physicians knelt down in unison. This kind of thing could not be allowed. If the Emperor read this book and developed some strange mental hysteria, then they would be guilty of a heinous crime.

"I'm just going to look at the first page. I have something I want to verify. Why, can't I even look at the first page?"

The emperor's face was as calm as water, and he showed no intention of giving in. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through everyone's thoughts. The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, revealing an unquestionable determination. This matter was of great importance, and it was rare for him to show such a serious attitude of an emperor. For a moment, the atmosphere in the Imperial Hospital was solemn, and even the air seemed to be frozen. Only the slight breathing of the crowd and the rustling of clothes could be heard.

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of the people around him varied, yet they all sensed the emperor's irresistible majesty. They exchanged glances, wondering, "Is the emperor serious this time? Has his thirst for knowledge become so intense?" Some frowned, clearly surprised by the emperor's decision; others' eyes flickered, as if searching for a way out; and many more lowered their heads, delighted and delighted.

What? Your Majesty is also very capable. Just keep it up and don’t run away. In ten years, you will be as majestic and powerful as the late emperor!

"If it's just the first page, there shouldn't be any problem."

The first page of the booklet was just a simple preface, without anything redundant or bad, so after a little thought, Master Yuan handed it over.

The emperor slowly extended his hand, flipping the floor, and the cover flew past. The inner pages danced under his fingertips, creating a subtle yet crisp sound. The emperor's gaze was instantly drawn to the meticulous, almost perfect handwriting. Each word seemed meticulously crafted, neatly arranged, revealing the writer's calm, reserved, and meticulous character.

His brows unconsciously furrowed, forming a shallow groove, and there was a hint of sigh in his eyes. This handwriting was very different from the style of his nephew.

The handwriting of his nephew always carries an indescribable charm. The handwriting, like the nephew himself, is high-spirited and sharp. Every stroke seems to be telling of the pride and unruliness of youth. Even at the end of his life, the suicide note still reveals casualness and unrestrainedness, without any fear of death.

In comparison, although the handwriting in this booklet is equally excellent, it seems too restrained and lacks the boldness and vitality that belong to youth.

Am I really overthinking it?

The emperor sighed in his heart with some regret, but what he didn't know was that this booklet was written by Chen Huijie with his left hand and was deliberately disguised. As for why, Chen Huijie felt that this was not something very impressive and was mixed with too many of his personal feelings. If this booklet caused any joke in the future, it would be convenient for Chen Huijie to get himself out of it.

As for who did he learn this approach from, I would like to ask the current Emperor of Great Yan to reflect on himself.

"Handle this booklet carefully. You, my dear ministers, are the pillars of our Great Yan. Please do not harm yourselves."

Not getting what he wanted, the emperor threw the booklet back in dismay, said this, and was about to leave. But at this moment, Yuan Tianshi suddenly remembered something, hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and pleaded:

"Your Majesty, the author of this scroll is a truly extraordinary talent. It was presented to you by your Majesty's attendant. Therefore, I beg your Majesty to grant me the grace to inquire of your attendant about the details of this matter."

"Your Majesty, I would like to invite that old gentleman."

"Your Majesty, please let me go. I am very agile."

Hearing what Yuan Tianshi said, the Tianshi around him immediately reacted. This old guy is vying for the opportunity to meet the hermit master. How can we let you go alone? You have evil intentions in your mind. Once you stick your butt out, we all know what you are going to say. You think you can serve the old senior first and then get the benefits for yourself, right?

"You should let me go. I know how to serve people, and I can definitely invite that old senior back!"

"I should be the one to go. In the entire Tianshi Mansion, who is better at flattering than me? That old senior will definitely be coaxed into coming to Tianshi Mansion happily."

"You are all too vulgar and worldly. How could the old senior like you vulgar people? Let me go. I am sure I can find common topics with that old senior!"

Looking at the group of high-level Heavenly Masters in front of him, who had already started to roll up their sleeves and fight for the opportunity to pick up the person, the Emperor covered his forehead, sighed uncontrollably, and said softly:

"Follow the procedures. As for the rest, you can decide for yourselves. But you are not allowed to delay important matters. I am tired. I will go back first."

After saying that, the emperor walked towards the palace with his guards. Although he was sure to gain a hidden master this time, which was a very good thing, and the sudden burst of national fortune might be related to this hidden master.

But the emperor still couldn't be happy at the moment. Was the good nephew in his dream really just a dream?

Just as the emperor was sighing, a letter from Longmen was delivered to its destination by a messenger. The recipient looked at the sender's name and raised an eyebrow in surprise. This old brother of his had not contacted him since the former prince ran away from Baizao. He didn't expect that today...

Could it be that the former crown prince has finally come to his senses and wants to return to Baizao and sit on the throne again?

That's really great. Since the former crown prince wanted to be the emperor on his own initiative, he shouldn't disappear into thin air after he sits on that throne. Oh, where in the world are there ministers like us who have wanted to disappear into thin air even after several of their immediate superiors did? Is that reasonable?

As for the emperor's current mood... Hey, believe it or not, once he knew about this, he would immediately stop being jealous and suspicious, and happily abdicate and run away early.

With this thought in mind, the recipient quickly tore open the envelope and looked at the letter inside...

Oh, it seems the prince didn't have any thoughts before. Then why did you write me a letter? Oh, it's about Qingyan...

Okay, since you still have this intention, I will continue to recognize you as my brother.

Thinking of this, the recipient repacked the letter, turned around and walked into a secluded cave, and said softly:

"Qing Yan, how is your meditation going?"