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Cong Sheng has been standing in front of the tall glass mirror that is clear and translucent and can illuminate every detail. It has been a while.
The eyes looking at the figure in the mirror were even dull and stunned.
Of course, we ignore why such tall glass mirrors appear in this world where various dynasty styles are mixed. Will Cong Sheng tell you that the windows in his bedroom are even made of glass
The glass mirror is very beautiful. Cong Sheng has never seen such a luxurious and expensive mirror in several lifetimes. Except for the mirror surface, its frame is a gold carved frame one palm wide and one inch wide. Look at the bright color, it is pure gold. That's not all, there are various precious jade stones, rare jewelry, agate, jade, etc. on the frame. At first glance, it looks like a wealthy person. Fortunately, this mirror is specially designed for the emperor and can withstand closer inspection. The exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen makes it more magnificent and grand.
What is reflected in the clear and bright mirror is an extremely handsome young man wearing a bright yellow embroidered dragon pattern. He has slender eyebrows and handsome eyes. He is noble and Qinghua. His eyes are like lacquer and his temples are as sharp as a knife. Standing with hands behind his back, wearing a light robe and a slow belt, he looks graceful and elegant. There is also the nobility and majesty of being a superior person, just like an immortal emperor coming to the world. He is as proud and ethereal as a banished immortal, but also noble and majestic like an emperor.
Cong Sheng is very satisfied with the appearance of this body. He has no choice but to love beautiful people. There is nothing unspeakable about this. Can't men love beautiful people? No matter which world it is, it’s a world of faces.
The appearance and temperament of this body are even better than those in previous lives. But this is normal, right? The body he has now is of the best origin. He has the power of a country to support him, and he is truly pampered by thousands of people. Innate birth and nurture, no one before could compare to this body, including everyone Cong Sheng had ever seen.
Of course, this was not the reason why Cong Sheng was surprised. What really shocked him into silence was what he saw in the mirror.
To start from the beginning, it was after taking a nap and having a satisfying morning session with the 'omniscient perspective' turned on. I returned to the palace and ate a meal of imperial proportions. I then flipped through the memorials and saw that there was nothing particularly important. He also didn’t want to come to the harem right away—Cong Sheng was not mentally prepared yet and thought of a countermeasure because he discovered an important issue. It was not certain who was the concubine or the emperor (female vote)? —I suddenly had an idea, and wanted to do something that a person who traveled through time and became an emperor must do, a private visit incognito.
How could this be ignored? He hasn't seen what ancient cities were like yet? His previous lives were spent in modern cities, but it was rare for him to be so interested in such an ancient world.
When he was about to change clothes, he saw the luxurious gold glass mirror. For some reason, Cong Sheng suddenly turned his golden finger on the figure in the mirror.
What appeared in the mirror shocked Cong Sheng.
Although he did use his 'omniscient perspective' to scan himself for fun to see what the consequences would be.
But he saw something unexpected.
I saw the golden bubble frame above his head:
Long Xuan: The current emperor of Daqing Kingdom, he is twenty-seven years old. He is handsome in appearance, wise and knowledgeable. He is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, riding and archery, strategy, military affairs, and tactics. He is good at guessing people's hearts. The force value is extremely high.
Cong Sheng:? ? ? Beautiful appearance? ? ? Proficient in fighting, assassination, good at multiple musical instruments, languages, and proficient in mathematics and biology,? ? ? Good at disguise, calculating and tough? ? ? High force value? ? ? Mental power is rare? ?
White lotus with special temperament? ? ? Have a master-servant contract? ? ? Binding? ? space? ?
Looking at the bubble box above her head with a large number of question marks constantly filling the screen, Cong Sheng was both surprised and happy.
This 'omniscient perspective' is really useful. Cong Sheng never expected that it could reveal his original name information through 'Long Xuan''s body, although there were still a lot of question marks in it. But that was enough, the surprise that this golden finger brought to him already made him overjoyed.
He thought he thought he was smart but ignored so many things right under his nose. Cong Sheng never thought that the golden finger that appeared before could be brought into this life. Even if he really doesn't like that 'White Lotus'. Perhaps this misunderstanding lies in the 'Cupid's Arrow' in the first life, which is something that disappears after being used, which led to his habitual thinking and did not think that some golden fingers might be universal.
At the same time, Cong Sheng also understood why he had so many unique situations in his previous life that no one would associate him with zombies. Now that he thinks about it, it probably also has the role of the 'White Lotus' golden finger. He remembered this description of the golden finger:
White lotus, it will give you a holy appearance like an angel, a pure temperament like a lotus, and can mislead all living beings that you are a kind person like a virgin, with a charm that is difficult for others to resist and resist.
It should be the one who 'misleads all sentient beings that you are a kind-hearted person like a holy mother'. Otherwise, his blood-red eyes, purple-black lips, black nails, and skin as pale as a foreign species, how would you look at such an obvious and evil appearance? Isn't he a good person? A perfect standard for a villain boss.
But in his last life, he was so autocratic that he was ruled by a tyrant, and he was actually revered as the "Holy Emperor". You must know that "Sage" is not something that everyone can use. Confucius has been passed down through the ages and has made great contributions to human culture. Only then did I get the word "sage", especially for an emperor. Cong Sheng didn't have a single person in his mind. Cong Sheng only knew that there were poets sage Du Fu, martial arts sage Guan Yu, calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi, painting sage Wu Daozi, soldier sage Sun Wu, and history sage. Sima Qian, wait. There is no emperor in Chinese history who has consecrated him as a saint.
Thinking back to those days when people were called 'saviors', Cong Sheng thought it was funny at the time. Of course it is still funny now, because his original intention was never to save the world, and even a large part of his dark thoughts were intended to destroy the last one. international. But in the end, it was a strange combination of circumstances and he stopped halfway, and he was still praised for his virtues.
Back to the topic, pulling back the thoughts that have wandered away.
Cong Sheng studied the space he obtained for a long time in his last life, and contracted the jade pendant with his mental power. Later, when he was bored, he integrated his heart's blood into the jade pendant, although the jade pendant absorbed his dark heart's blood. Not much reaction.
In the end, when he was dying, he swallowed the jade pendant in one gulp to prevent others from getting it. It is not known whether it was digested or left in his body.
But now it seems that the things he did are still useful. He saw the word space in the bubble box.
'get in'
Changing her vision, looking at the rolling hills and the dazzling array of materials, Cong Sheng saw that the antique calligraphy and paintings he later collected were still in good condition, and even the spiritual spring was still the same.
Use a bucket to transfer the light blue spiritual spring in the deep pool to the huge wooden barrel next to the spiritual spring. After carrying several barrels back and forth, it was only seventy percent full.
Then he filled the cup with three full glasses, and then Cong Sheng slowly took off his clothes and stepped into the barrel.
It wasn't until the color of the light cyan liquid gradually became lighter, until it was as transparent as ordinary water, that Cong Sheng climbed out of the barrel after another ten minutes.
The body is much lighter and the texture is tighter. Cong Sheng can feel that the muscles in the body have become stronger. It's just that his fairer skin makes him a little worried. He doesn't like this soft and supple skin.
I can't see the back, but there are no moles, birthmarks, patterns or anything like that on the front.
So that space is bound to the soul
That would be great.
Cong Sheng felt that his dimension was probably related to the cultivation of immortality, and maybe it was something from the world of cultivation or immortality. It's a pity that he hasn't researched it yet, and there is no information for research. I just hope that I can go to a world of cultivation in my later time travels.
Cong Sheng, who was sighing now, had no idea that he would come into contact with a cultivator soon and open the door to a new world for him.
Cong Sheng came out of the space and smiled lightly as he looked at the mini pistol in his hand.
"Blessing."
Summoning his personal eunuch, Cong Sheng experimented with the master-servant contract, and then watched with satisfaction as a certain value in the bubble box above Laifu's head changed from ninety to one hundred.
Shaking a folding fan worth thousands of gold, Cong Sheng slowly walked on this quaint but full of life streets. Whether it was a salesman carrying a load, a small stall selling masks, or a bustling restaurant, Cong Sheng could... Watching it with gusto.
"An Yi, don't be so serious when you go out to play. Come on, give me a smile."
Lifting the chin of the blue-clad secret guard leader next to him with a folding fan, Cong Sheng narrowed her peach blossom eyes and smiled like a playboy.
Seeing An Yi's handsome and solemn face slowly seeping out rouge color from the honey color, and his eyes starting to become confused, the smile at the corner of Cong Sheng's mouth became even bigger.
It seemed like a good decision to pull him out of the darkness and go shopping with him.
Poor An Yi looked at the bright smiling face of the person in front of him, his awkward and stiff face slowly softened, his eyes were stained with shyness, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.
Cong Sheng stared at An Yi's face for a while, then took back the fan that was placed on his chin. Turning back and continuing to walk, An Yi, who was watching Cong Sheng's sudden change of color behind him, became at a loss, but his body immediately followed him, while being alert to the crowd around him. Envelop Cong Sheng in his own protection.
"Anichi, what is your real name?"
"The subordinates have no names. After they became secret guards, they were trained as successors by the previous leader. Until he succeeded the former leader, his name was An Yi."
Cong Sheng listened to the steady, deep, magnetic and mellow voice behind him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Can I give you a name?"
"I would like to thank you, Master, for the name." An Yi was about to kneel down in joy, but Cong Sheng held him back.
Looking at those sparkling eyes, Cong Sheng smiled and said, "How about calling me Xiao, my Night Owl."
Cong Sheng continued to walk forward with An Xiao, who was full of excitement and joy.
After they left, a gauze-masked woman in the second-story teahouse on one side slowly opened the closed wooden window, her beautiful eyes lingering on Cong Sheng and his group as they left for a long time.
His eyes stayed on Cong Sheng, the leader, for the longest time.
"Go check it out."
"Yes." An Xiao made a gesture in a certain direction without leaving any trace, and the person in the dark took the command and moved.
How could Cong Sheng not notice the sight behind him? He was extremely displeased by the implication that he was waiting for a price. It had been a long, long time since anyone had dared to look at him like this.
That kind of look like looking at goods, even mixed with the contempt of looking at ants from above.