Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Wei Chenfeng's tone couldn't help but be relaxed, and he joked with her unexpectedly.

"The sound is like cracking silk? It would be a waste of a good thing."

Du Manzhi's eyes lingered on this charming face for a moment, and he sighed slightly: "Sure enough, beauties have loved the sound of tearing silk since ancient times. Then, I can probably understand Xia Jie and King You."

She had just urgently redeemed a bunch of energy stones and amplifiers from the prize pool, and the popularity of the live broadcast in the past half month was in vain.

She doesn't regret it anyway.

If possible, just broadcast it more. She makes money based on her ability. She is not begging online, and there is nothing she can do to lose face.

I really didn’t expect that stimulating the villain’s awakening would lead to such an interesting follow-up.

The fun-loving nature in her bones is taking effect, and she really wants to tease a few more important characters and give the author in another world some fun.

Du Manzhi thought happily, they must be busy calling for repairs and replacing the broken screen?

When she accumulates more popularity points, she really plans to redeem a few electronic screens, play with them by smashing and throwing them, and then invites Wei Meiren to have fun together.

"Don't worry, beautiful lady. I'll show you something fun in a few days." She unknowingly said what was in her heart.

Wei Chenfeng didn't expect to be teased again: "You!"

The roots of my ears are secretly warm.

He looked away uncomfortably.

This girl has always been out of character and doesn't care about her.

Having said that, we have fought back against the invisible enemy, now, isn't it the turn of the visible one?

Wei Chenfeng rubbed his fingertips: "The heroine... Zhan Shuhua."

Another lightning snake appeared on the horizon, but the noise was smaller than before.

Those strange words with incomplete strokes appeared again.

Wei Chenfeng clicked his tongue impatiently.

Du Manzhi looked at the spiritual energy vortex that had bottomed out and shrugged: "It's not that I want to stop you, it's just that I don't have enough ammunition. Recuperate and fight again tomorrow."

No matter how much she wanted to slap her in the face, her personal safety still had to come first. She always disliked the fact that the spiritual energy storage container was not big enough, which caused her to keep compressing the spiritual energy.

When it came time to use it, I thought the reserve was too weak.

She also occasionally releases her spiritual power so generously, which feels very beneficial, just like the feeling of breaking through the limit during long-distance running. Now the speed of spiritual energy has been significantly improved, and her cultivation efficiency is even higher.

Wait until she saves more, and then she can make a fuss again when her status is full.

Wei Chenfeng didn't have much black energy on his side, so he could only give up his plan to attack Zhan Shuhua for the time being.

……

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The handsome man of the Lin family said: [No! My good sister who is eternally young and beautiful as a flower, you just need to give me a little hint and I will figure it out on my own.]

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The eldest brother of the Lin family said: [Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu 】

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The eldest boss of the Lin family said: [I understand, then you have traveled through time. 】

Du Manzhi was silent for a long time in response to this private message.

She was thinking seriously: When did Lin Rong's brain become smart?

Could raising ghosts help improve intelligence? The overall quality of the ghosts has improved, and the master's personal abilities have also increased?

Seeing her delay in answering, Lin Rong confirmed this guess.

[Sister, you are my only sister! I buy your talisman, can you put two gadgets in the express package? Cups, basins, bowls, bottles, whatever the color is, I don’t choose, as long as I can sell it for money! 】

"..."

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She had already tried it, and the cross-border transportation channel could only accommodate the finished products she made.

Even if she were to take a crash course in handicrafts, shape pottery with her own hands, put it in and bake it, it would still be an ordinary handicraft.

It has not been baptized by time and has no historical traces. The archaeologists over there do not buy it.

If she could use this method to resell items to make a profit, she would no longer need to live broadcast fortune telling to earn popularity points.

Lin Rong saw that she never did it. Thinking about her character, Lin Rong probably couldn't do anything and could only accept the reality.

Finally, there was a polite word.

This means that if she needs anything, she can contact him at any time.

Du Manzhi really thought of one.

"Can you help me collect elementary school textbooks?"

Lin Rong was confused: "What is this? Textbook? For elementary school?"

"Yes, I need them for all subjects. It's best to get a copy of different versions. I'll pick them out myself after I get them."

Du Manzhi murmured in her heart, she didn't expect that the system that usually responded to her every request didn't work this time, and there were no teaching materials in the prize pool.

It's not a problem for her to tell Zhan Yunjia stories every day.

Any little girl of that age would be the top scorer in English tutoring classes since kindergarten. Xiao Yunjia is still illiterate.

Modern textbooks may not be directly used to enlighten Zhan Yunjia, but she can learn from the editor's ideas and compile a set of practical textbooks that combine ancient and modern times.

Lin Rong was stunned by her request.

I touched my forehead, I didn’t have a fever.

He typed a line of text tremblingly: "Sister, where did you get pregnant out of wedlock? Can the baby go to elementary school?"

"..."

I can't talk at all today.

Du Manzhi took a deep breath, feeling exhausted from a distant battle.

She hurriedly closed the private message box, used her last consciousness to communicate with the ghost law, and teleported herself from the dangerous Forbidden City to the Qing Palace.

She saw a palace maid running towards her to make sure she was safe, and then she fell asleep safely.

The next day.

Du Manzhi had absorbed the spiritual energy all night, and his whole body was like a rose moistened by morning dew, with a rosy face and bright eyes.

The Taoist boys from Yuxu Palace who were passing by boldly approached her and praised her for the freshness of the road she had walked.

She quickly checked the formations everywhere and replaced a group of paper man scouts.

Du Manzhi successfully blocked the emperor's point of going down to court.

"Your Majesty, be safe. Did you have a good rest last night?"

The emperor was so obsessed with spiritual practice that he was too lazy to go to court. There had been too much trouble recently, so he went to show his face to deal with it a few times. He was originally upset, but when he saw her radiant look, his heart suddenly moved.

"It turned out to be the divine envoy." He recalled, "Last night I was deeply enlightened by reading the Tao Te Ching. Suddenly there was a sudden thunder sound and the golden snake danced wildly. I was frightened and asked the divine envoy to clear up my confusion."

Du Manzhi wanted to laugh when he heard this.

A literary giant in the Tang Dynasty wrote a poem. The second half of the poem said: It's a pity that I sit down at the front table in the middle of the night and don't ask about the people or the ghosts and gods.

Everyone can have faith, but when a king does not care about the sufferings of the people, does not intervene in the strife of the clan, and leaves the government to the cabinet and eunuchs, he only thinks about the illusory path to immortality all day long.

Then his country cannot last long.

At his age, if he can't figure out this truth, he can only be obsessed with it.

It was as if as long as he ascended to heaven one day, all the insults and dissatisfaction directed at him would turn into flowers and applause.

How ridiculous.

How miserable it is to be his subject.

Du Manzhi held a noble and cold attitude and nodded lightly: "If your Majesty is sincere, he will succeed in his practice. The movement last night was only because of evildoers."

The emperor was shocked, how could this happen?

The ghost king on July 14th last time has not been solved yet, so why is there another monster? He couldn't stop thinking about it.

But his first concern was not that he had failed in his moral character, but...could someone be up to something?

Who is in charge?

Do you want to force him to issue a sinful edict, or even abdicate?

In just a few dozen seconds of silence, the emperor had already roughly reviewed the relationships among his several princes, their maternal families, and the various factions behind them.

It doesn't look like anyone, but if you think about it, it could be anyone.

Du Manzhi could see his fear.

She then tells him big news.

Last night's demon has been dealt with, and the goddess has sent an oracle.

The emperor hurriedly asked: "What did you say?"

Du Manzhi waved his whisk, his face was like the spring breeze blowing snow, and he suddenly smiled and congratulated him: "Congratulations to Your Majesty."

"Where does joy come from?!"

"The goddess said that the world has not been very peaceful recently. She wants to help, but it is not convenient to go to the lower world, so she plans to accept a disciple."

This is true and false.

It is true that the female lover empress did mention that the world is in chaos, rituals are broken, music is ruined, and people's hearts are not ancient. Female youth does have compassion for the world. However, the second half of the sentence means that ghosts and gods should not interfere with the storms of the world.

He has no intention of recruiting disciples.

The one who really plans to take on a disciple is her mortal Du Manzhi, and the one she will take has already been decided. Now she just wants to use the emperor's golden words to make a clear path, so that the life of the third princess can be easier.

The emperor subconsciously thought that this apprentice had no better option besides him. That heart is pounding! He took a few steps to Du Manzhi and almost slapped his chest to remind him.

Du Manzhi didn't tolerate him and spoke first:

"What the goddess means is that among His Majesty's children, the one with the best virtues and talents will be her disciple in the world."

The emperor was disappointed and annoyed: "Why..."

Du Manzhi said: "When the candidates are finalized, they will probably teach magic and reward some elixirs. As a biological father, if your majesty can also take a few elixirs..."

The emperor was moved again by what she said, and couldn't help but follow her description and imagine: "If he took the elixir..."

Du Manzhi smiled: "At least it's about prolonging your life. If you think about it on the bright side, maybe this is an opportunity for Your Majesty to ascend to immortality, just like Chang'e flew to the moon in the past and created a beautiful story."

"Chang'e, fly to the moon..." The emperor smiled infatuatedly, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"The Moon Palace seems too bitter and cold..."

Du Manzhi was disdainful of you for taking up the matter of no shadow, and was too lazy to pay attention to his silly remarks.

On the other hand, he woke up, and he was polite and courteous, asking her endlessly, which goddess was she?

Du Manzhi was not polite when he asked.

Come on, come on, listen up.

She wanted to give this dog emperor a good education.

about……

Female · Kind and kind · Strong backstage · Messenger of the Three Purities · Master of Preaching · The number one judicial goddess in the three realms · Supervising the rules of heaven and giving orders to the underworld · The patron saint of women · Qing.

The emperor was so stunned by what she said that he almost ordered the statue of the Nv Qing Empress to be repaired on the spot.

But when he thought that the statues of his own ancestors had not yet been completed and he was short of money, he had no choice but to give up.

With these foreshadowings, it seemed natural for Du Manzhi to propose that she should have more contact with the princes and princesses.

The emperor didn't understand: "You want to see the princess too?"

He didn't want to admit it, but he was jealous.

Why am I not qualified to be the disciple of a goddess, but you little bastards can have a destiny?

It's just a prince. He will be given the throne in the future. How come the princess also has a chance? No justice!

Du Manzhi's eyes were slightly cold, and he raised his hands to the sky: "The goddess is merciful, why can't the princess pass on her mantle?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "female" in the word "goddess".

You look down on women, right? Old boy, you better have some face. If you keep beeping, I will really piss you off.

The emperor thought about the cake she drew and forgot about it.

Anyway, he himself has no chance, anyone can do it.

As long as the elixir that should be given to him is not lacking when the time comes, it will be fine.

"If you don't disturb His Majesty's Qing Dynasty, it's time to visit your Highnesses."

Before Du Manzhi left, he said casually:

If she could get several His Highnesses to take classes together, she would also teach them in person every now and then. Perhaps this way, suitable candidates could be selected earlier.

The emperor really listened.

Before she could reach the next palace, the eunuch who delivered the decree had already hurried away.

In this deep palace, a professional royal primary school should be opened soon.

Du Manzhi walked to the East Palace holding back her laughter.

She's been here.

But this time I wasn’t here to see the prince’s jokes.

She didn't want to show any bias towards the children, so she left in order of eldest and youngest.

"I told you, you look like a good person, but you do all the tricks." Bai Wuchang and Qin Feng floated next to her, "That old boy is even more willing to be deceived by you."

Yin Chai is well-informed. He knows the big boss who lives in Fengdu. He also knows that big shots at that level will not reach out to the world easily.

Then there is only one possibility. Someone is using the tiger's skin as a banner to make a fool of themselves!

Du Manzhi held the fly whisk in his arms and stared straight at him: "You have so much free time today?"

Qin Feng: "Hey, the work is never finished. I am a shady person, not the sun and moon spinning endlessly above your head. They don't know how to feel sorry for us. I have to find a chance to take a rest myself."

Hearing this, Du Manzhi turned his head and took a serious look at this poor old man.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Feng was confused.

"No, it's nothing."

She deeply believed that the white high hat on Qin Feng's head should be changed.

Make money at first sight? outdated.

"Working soul in the underworld" is the right thing.

Look at how advanced they are, they have already figured out the philosophy of fishing. Sure enough, wherever there is oppression, there is inactivity and sabotage.

Arriving outside the East Palace, it seemed that it was not an illusion. Du Manzhi obviously felt that there were more guards here, and the weapons and armor were more refined. They should be the emperor's direct guards.