The Fifth Year Calendar of Emperor Xuanzong.
The fifth year of the new Emperor Zhou’s succession.
He Chuan knew Emperor Zhou’s name, Zhou Shimin.
In recent years, Zhou Shimin had not come to the library as often.
As the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had to deal with political affairs every day, so the number of times he could come here to read books gradually decreased.
In these few years, He Chuan had already half-stepped into the saint cultivator realm.
Just like the 9000-year-old Wei Zhongxian, he had touched the barrier at the top.
As long as he broke through this barrier, he could become a true saint cultivator.
Actually, three years ago, He Chuan had already become a half-step martial saint. With the example of 9000-year-old Wei Zhengchun, he chose a more stable method.
His mental state and strength had both improved.
His strength had accumulated to a certain extent.
His confidence was also higher.
Other than the two people who came to the forbidden area that time, he had almost never made a move.
He was well-versed in the way of keeping a low profile.
Play safe and don’t be reckless!
It was late at night again.
He Chuan began to set up in his room.
All these years, he had signed in at the library and almost all the things he had been rewarded were used in his room to rest.
Apart from the strange door array, there was also a silent talisman.
The windows were affixed with talismans that hid one’s aura.
The roof was full of vajra talismans that could withstand a full-strength attack from a saint cultivator.
It was even sturdier than a castle.
Zhou Shiming’s bedroom was probably not as tight as He Chuan’s.
He Chuan did not know what it would look like to break through to a saint cultivator, or what kind of phenomenon it would cause.
He had to make all the preparations.
He carefully checked the array formation and talismans. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he began to cross his legs and breakthrough.
After swallowing all the supplementary pills that the system had rewarded him with, he circulated the true energy in his body.
Fifteen minutes later.
The three flowers hovered above his head, and true energy continuously surged into his body.
From a distance, he looked as if he had been burned red by the fire.
His skin was frighteningly hot.
He reckoned that if you cracked an egg and put it on his forehead, it would immediately be cooked.
His entire body was emitting golden light. It was sacred and solemn, and it made one’s soul palpitate.
Flames rose from He Chuan’s body, and he was immediately drenched in sweat.
In just a few breaths, it was as if he had been fished out of water. Steam rose from his body, and multicolored light overflowed everywhere. His skin was crystal clear, and his bones were cracking.
The process of breaking through was extremely dangerous, and he could not stop halfway.
Because once he stopped, it meant that he had failed the breakthrough.
If he failed, he would never have a second chance.
He Chuan closed his eyes and continued to break through. With the help of the system’s pills, it was still considered smooth so far.
Under his crystal-clear skin, one could vaguely see the flow of true energy.
The eight extraordinary meridians were all under the impact of true energy.
All of a sudden, He Chuan was like a deflated rubber ball. For some unknown reason, he had instantly become a dried corpse.
If not for the fact that his heart was still beating, he would be no different from a dead person.
The three flowers on top of his head were faintly showing signs of auspicious clouds. Countless true energy gathered once more, nourishing his physical body and healing his body.
The true energy was like a river, flowing in the air and pouring into He Chuan’s physical body. This was a virtuous cycle, and everything was developing in a positive direction.
The potential in his body surged, and he was fully revived. He was like a dry land of death, full of tender shoots, vigorous and long, with a kind of nascent evergy. His tattered body was nourished, and it was like a desert being watered by sweet dew. He was no longer like a dry corpse.
His skin was as soft as a newborn baby’s.
To become a saint cultivator, he had to go through the process of putting himself in a dead place before he could be reborn.
After the true energy had nourished his body, it began to gather in his dantian.
In the Xiantian stage, his dantian was like a small river, but now it was like a vast ocean.
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Even with his eyes closed, he could feel everything in the library.
He had reached the level of letting out his mind.
His essence, energy, and spirit had reached an unprecedented height.
Threads of true energy gathered in his dantian and formed a purple ball.
All the true energy revolved around the purple ball.
“Rise!”
He Chuan opened his eyes and floated in mid-air.
It was not qinggong.
It was truly walking in the void.
Relying on the consumption of vital essence in his body, a saint cultivator could stand in the void.
He returned to the ground.
Feeling the powerful strength in his body, He Chuan could not help but smile.
He had finally become the saint cultivator that everyone envied.
But as a reincarnated person, He Chuan knew that he could not underestimate any world.
This world was definitely not as simple as reaching the saint cultivator realm.
There must be a higher existence.
There were also common martial arts novels and TV dramas. There were many reclusive sects in the martial arts world.
Those were the true experts.
Low-key development was the way of the king.
Saints cultivators could continue to improve their strength.
The library was a good place for him to continue improving.
There was no such thing as the worst, only worse!
…
He Chuan was leisurely basking in the sun. Zhou Shiming had not appeared for a long time.
He brought a pair of children with him. They looked four or five years old. They were like pink porcelain dolls, adorable.
The two children looked extremely similar. They were probably a pair of twins.
“Little Chuan, you’ve been in the library for so many years. You have the great Dao in your heart, so I want to hand them over to you to teach them,” Zhou Shimin said as he led his children to He Chuan.
“This minister is terrified! Anyone can read books in the library. Your Majesty, it’s better to look for those knowledgeable masters and grand preceptors. We can’t delay the future of the Princess and the Prince.”
He Chuan was most afraid of trouble. But these two little ancestors had been sent here.
Will there be any peaceful days in the library?
Moreover, he did not have any experience in raising children.
Wasn’t this nonsense?
Seeing that He Chuan did not respond, Zhou Shiming smiled slightly. He brought his children to the inner room and silently flipped through the books.
When did he become so easy to talk to?
He Chuan was somewhat puzzled.
It was not like Zhou Shimin’s style.
No matter what, it was fine as long as he did not bring the children.
“I like to read quietly. Little Chuan, take Changning and Cheng’an out for a walk,” Zhou Shimin said with a wave of his hand.
Unable to refuse, He Chuan could only take Princess Changning and Prince Cheng’an out for a walk.
“Eunuch, what is this?”
“Eunuch, help me catch the Lucky Butterfly!”
“Eunuch, I want to drink water!”
After all these years of training in the library, his temperament had already become very stable. In the face of the somewhat mischievous Changning and Cheng’an, he was also able to patiently bring the two of them to play.
He sucked at the flowers, and the butterfly obediently flew into his hands.
“Wow! Eunuch is so amazing!” Princess Changning clapped her small hands and said happily.
Facing such a cute child, He Chuan revealed a knowing smile.
“Hehe, looks like Little Chuan Zi has the talent to take care of children. No one else can coax this pair of my children.” Zhou Shiming clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with the light of success.
As the Emperor, he naturally had his own methods.
“Princess Changning and Prince Cheng’an are both very cute. Of course, I also like them very much,” He Chuan said truthfully.
“That’s all for today. Follow me back to the palace.” Zhou Shiming directly left with his children.
Princess Changning turned her head reluctantly, her beautiful eyes filled with an expression that she wanted to leave behind.
He Chuan did not know why, but he also felt a faint reluctance to leave them.
Then, he shook his head and thought to himself, is it because the palace is too lonely?
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The Fifth Year Calendar of Emperor Xuanzong.
The fifth year of the new Emperor Zhou’s succession.
He Chuan knew Emperor Zhou’s name, Zhou Shimin.
In recent years, Zhou Shimin had not come to the library as often.
As the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had to deal with political affairs every day, so the number of times he could come here to read books gradually decreased.
In these few years, He Chuan had already half-stepped into the saint cultivator realm.
Just like the 9000-year-old Wei Zhongxian, he had touched the barrier at the top.
As long as he broke through this barrier, he could become a true saint cultivator.
Actually, three years ago, He Chuan had already become a half-step martial saint. With the example of 9000-year-old Wei Zhengchun, he chose a more stable method.
His mental state and strength had both improved.
His strength had accumulated to a certain extent.
His confidence was also higher.
Other than the two people who came to the forbidden area that time, he had almost never made a move.
He was well-versed in the way of keeping a low profile.
Play safe and don’t be reckless!
It was late at night again.
He Chuan began to set up in his room.
All these years, he had signed in at the library and almost all the things he had been rewarded were used in his room to rest.
Apart from the strange door array, there was also a silent talisman.
The windows were affixed with talismans that hid one’s aura.
The roof was full of vajra talismans that could withstand a full-strength attack from a saint cultivator.
It was even sturdier than a castle.
Zhou Shiming’s bedroom was probably not as tight as He Chuan’s.
He Chuan did not know what it would look like to break through to a saint cultivator, or what kind of phenomenon it would cause.
He had to make all the preparations.
He carefully checked the array formation and talismans. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he began to cross his legs and breakthrough.
After swallowing all the supplementary pills that the system had rewarded him with, he circulated the true energy in his body.
Fifteen minutes later.
The three flowers hovered above his head, and true energy continuously surged into his body.
From a distance, he looked as if he had been burned red by the fire.
His skin was frighteningly hot.
He reckoned that if you cracked an egg and put it on his forehead, it would immediately be cooked.
His entire body was emitting golden light. It was sacred and solemn, and it made one’s soul palpitate.
Flames rose from He Chuan’s body, and he was immediately drenched in sweat.
In just a few breaths, it was as if he had been fished out of water. Steam rose from his body, and multicolored light overflowed everywhere. His skin was crystal clear, and his bones were cracking.
The process of breaking through was extremely dangerous, and he could not stop halfway.
Because once he stopped, it meant that he had failed the breakthrough.
If he failed, he would never have a second chance.
He Chuan closed his eyes and continued to break through. With the help of the system’s pills, it was still considered smooth so far.
Under his crystal-clear skin, one could vaguely see the flow of true energy.
The eight extraordinary meridians were all under the impact of true energy.
All of a sudden, He Chuan was like a deflated rubber ball. For some unknown reason, he had instantly become a dried corpse.
If not for the fact that his heart was still beating, he would be no different from a dead person.
The three flowers on top of his head were faintly showing signs of auspicious clouds. Countless true energy gathered once more, nourishing his physical body and healing his body.
The true energy was like a river, flowing in the air and pouring into He Chuan’s physical body. This was a virtuous cycle, and everything was developing in a positive direction.
The potential in his body surged, and he was fully revived. He was like a dry land of death, full of tender shoots, vigorous and long, with a kind of nascent evergy. His tattered body was nourished, and it was like a desert being watered by sweet dew. He was no longer like a dry corpse.
His skin was as soft as a newborn baby’s.
To become a saint cultivator, he had to go through the process of putting himself in a dead place before he could be reborn.
After the true energy had nourished his body, it began to gather in his dantian.
In the Xiantian stage, his dantian was like a small river, but now it was like a vast ocean.
1
Even with his eyes closed, he could feel everything in the library.
He had reached the level of letting out his mind.
His essence, energy, and spirit had reached an unprecedented height.
Threads of true energy gathered in his dantian and formed a purple ball.
All the true energy revolved around the purple ball.
“Rise!”
He Chuan opened his eyes and floated in mid-air.
It was not qinggong.
It was truly walking in the void.
Relying on the consumption of vital essence in his body, a saint cultivator could stand in the void.
He returned to the ground.
Feeling the powerful strength in his body, He Chuan could not help but smile.
He had finally become the saint cultivator that everyone envied.
But as a reincarnated person, He Chuan knew that he could not underestimate any world.
This world was definitely not as simple as reaching the saint cultivator realm.
There must be a higher existence.
There were also common martial arts novels and TV dramas. There were many reclusive sects in the martial arts world.
Those were the true experts.
Low-key development was the way of the king.
Saints cultivators could continue to improve their strength.
The library was a good place for him to continue improving.
There was no such thing as the worst, only worse!
…
He Chuan was leisurely basking in the sun. Zhou Shiming had not appeared for a long time.
He brought a pair of children with him. They looked four or five years old. They were like pink porcelain dolls, adorable.
The two children looked extremely similar. They were probably a pair of twins.
“Little Chuan, you’ve been in the library for so many years. You have the great Dao in your heart, so I want to hand them over to you to teach them,” Zhou Shimin said as he led his children to He Chuan.
“This minister is terrified! Anyone can read books in the library. Your Majesty, it’s better to look for those knowledgeable masters and grand preceptors. We can’t delay the future of the Princess and the Prince.”
He Chuan was most afraid of trouble. But these two little ancestors had been sent here.
Will there be any peaceful days in the library?
Moreover, he did not have any experience in raising children.
Wasn’t this nonsense?
Seeing that He Chuan did not respond, Zhou Shiming smiled slightly. He brought his children to the inner room and silently flipped through the books.
When did he become so easy to talk to?
He Chuan was somewhat puzzled.
It was not like Zhou Shimin’s style.
No matter what, it was fine as long as he did not bring the children.
“I like to read quietly. Little Chuan, take Changning and Cheng’an out for a walk,” Zhou Shimin said with a wave of his hand.
Unable to refuse, He Chuan could only take Princess Changning and Prince Cheng’an out for a walk.
“Eunuch, what is this?”
“Eunuch, help me catch the Lucky Butterfly!”
“Eunuch, I want to drink water!”
After all these years of training in the library, his temperament had already become very stable. In the face of the somewhat mischievous Changning and Cheng’an, he was also able to patiently bring the two of them to play.
He sucked at the flowers, and the butterfly obediently flew into his hands.
“Wow! Eunuch is so amazing!” Princess Changning clapped her small hands and said happily.
Facing such a cute child, He Chuan revealed a knowing smile.
“Hehe, looks like Little Chuan Zi has the talent to take care of children. No one else can coax this pair of my children.” Zhou Shiming clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with the light of success.
As the Emperor, he naturally had his own methods.
“Princess Changning and Prince Cheng’an are both very cute. Of course, I also like them very much,” He Chuan said truthfully.
“That’s all for today. Follow me back to the palace.” Zhou Shiming directly left with his children.
Princess Changning turned her head reluctantly, her beautiful eyes filled with an expression that she wanted to leave behind.
He Chuan did not know why, but he also felt a faint reluctance to leave them.
Then, he shook his head and thought to himself, is it because the palace is too lonely?
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