Shock: The love letter was sent to the empress by mistake

"Hehe, I said my cooking skills are better than my cultivation talent.

When the locals were refining elixirs before, those supreme elders didn't dare to eat them. It seems that you are more knowledgeable."

Chu Qingyue was obviously very happy to receive such high praise.

There was a playful smile on the corners of her proud mouth:

"Then I will leave first. You have worked hard to teach the disciples. Remember not to be too tired."

After a concerned reminder, Chu Qingyue turned around with satisfaction, stepped lightly, and returned to Tianyun Hall.

But behind her, Nie Chen, who had just finished a mouthful of porridge, coughed twice as if he was seriously injured, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Others pamper their wives for money, but pampering your wife... is simply fatal!

The empress, who looks extremely cold on the outside, is always silly and cute at times...

Fortunately, I have reached the realm of the great emperor, otherwise just drinking that small sip would be fatal!

At this moment, Nie Chen completely understood what it meant to be with the emperor like a tiger.

If it were someone else, they would have lost their lives, not to mention spoiling their wives!

However, the disciples who were watching this scene did not know how terrible the poison contained in the bowl of mung bean porridge was.

Recalling the scene of the empress personally delivering mung bean porridge and caring about Nie Chen, they were so jealous that their eyes turned green.

"Brother Nie, why don't you take a rest? I will train others tomorrow. Maybe the person the empress will deliver mung bean porridge to will be me!"

"I also want to drink the mung bean porridge cooked by the empress herself. Brother Nie, please give me a sip!"

The many male disciples who begged desperately seemed to be about to cry.

"Go away, go back and rest quickly, and continue training tomorrow."

However, Nie Chen waved his hand in disdain and refused without hesitation.

Originally, he only planned to train this group of disciples for one day, but the empress actually delivered mung bean porridge personally, which made Nie Chen soon plan to train for a few more days.

He was already looking forward to whether the Empress would continue to send gifts.

"Brother Nie is too much!"

"Fuck, I feel like my soul has been hit by 10,000 critical hits!"

Many male disciples who have been single for many years felt that they could not stop crying, but it was a pity that they were now facing Nie Chen.

Even if they were so angry that their teeth were itching, they thought that they could not beat him at all.

"I don't believe it. Anyway, we have to train tomorrow.

Today must be just an accident. Could it be that the Empress can really continue to send gifts?"

"Yes, the Empress must have sent mung bean porridge out of concern for all of us, but she couldn't make so many copies at the same time, so she gave it to Brother Nie alone.

This kind of thing will definitely not happen again tomorrow!"

As if there were always tears in their eyes, the disciples had to look sad and dispersed helplessly, anxiously waiting for the start of tomorrow's training.

"Then I will take my leave first."

Even Elder Wang's old face twitched slightly, and then he said goodbye and left speechlessly.

With the afterglow of the setting sun, the old figure looked even more pitiful.

He improved his strength, but severely hurt his young heart. The sky above the Tianyun Palace seemed to be filled with wailing.

After a while, Nie Chen was the only one left in the vast open space.

Looking at the mung bean porridge in his hand, Nie Chen couldn't help but smile helplessly and put it away.

He naturally didn't dare to drink the mung bean porridge that looked like a gloomy and terrifying devil, but if he kept it, he might be able to use it as the black history of the empress one day.

"Then what's next..."

Nie Chen swept the Tianyun Palace with his spiritual consciousness, and soon sensed that Chu Qingyue was still writing something at the desk, preparing for the conference that would be held soon.

That serious look made Nie Chen a little embarrassed to disturb him.

Soon, Nie Chen turned his gaze to the library.

It has been almost a year since he came to Lanchuan Continent.

Although he was already familiar with the basics of this continent, Nie Chen did not know much about other spiritual realms like the underworld.

The Great Emperor was once the most powerful existence in this world, until the Emperor appeared in the world, Nie Chen clearly recognized it.

There are more powerful existences above the Great Emperor. In addition to the other spiritual realms outside the Lanchuan Continent, it is more likely that there are more powerful people than we know.

If we only keep our eyes on the present, it is tantamount to being self-contained and completely ignoring the possible crisis.

The appearance of Emperor Qiu Yan is an example.

For unknown existences, the current strength of the Lanchuan Continent cannot face them head-on.

Nie Chen's face gradually became solemn.

The last ray of sunset has dissipated in the sky, and he walked into the Sutra Pavilion with the dark night.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for entering the state of enlightenment]

With the sound from the system, countless books in the Sutra Pavilion slowly opened to Nie Chen at the same time.

The countless words on the book turned into dots of light and floated out as if they had a mind, and condensed into a golden river, rushing towards him.

The golden river converged into Nie Chen's brain, and the records and background contained in it were all absorbed.

The books stored in this area are not skills or secret books, and there is no grade to measure them. On weekdays, no disciples would even bother to check them.

Because of this, very few people would pay attention to the things recorded in these books.

Some are strange stories, some are ancient unofficial histories without concrete basis, and some are personal biographies of great emperors in history.

But others record the spiritual realms outside Lanchuan Continent.

It is said that there are three thousand worlds, and Lanchuan Continent is not the only spiritual realm. In the vast universe, there are also countless worlds like Lanchuan Continent.

Some spiritual realms, because their spiritual energy has not weakened due to the changes in the ancient times, have given birth to countless supreme powers...

The strong golden light is reflected in the entire Sutra Pavilion, and countless records are also transformed into river memories in Nie Chen's mind.

Time passed slowly, and Nie Chen did not make any extra movements.

He just quietly scanned the books in front of him, as if he was comprehending the mystery in them.

The stars flickered and the moonlight swayed.

I don't know how long it took, and finally, Nie Chen slowly opened his eyes.

There was also a layer of brilliant golden light in those eyes.

Even at this moment, even the moonlight outside seemed a little pale.

Records gathered from countless records.

In addition to the countless spiritual realms that exist in the vast universe, there are two completely different existences.

One is the place where only those who break through the realm of calamity can finally ascend - the fairyland.

The other is the Nine Netherworld Palace that controls countless underworlds on the continent and can even be called the center of reincarnation...