After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

The emperor has stood up, so would the officials accompanying him dare to sit down?

Several close ministers who were accompanying him immediately stood up, looked at each other, and saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

Well, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is His Majesty’s biological son. He represents the royal family and all the nobles in the court, and he represents the face of the court. In the past, he was indeed invincible among his peers.

Now that His Highness has been defeated, it is easy to guess that His Majesty is very unhappy.

And Li Mo...

Put yourself in my shoes. The heir you've been training for years has failed miserably. Doesn't that make me look incompetent? I'm so pissed!

You, Li Mo, are a disciple from a sect that guarded the imperial mausoleum of the previous dynasty. How dare you defeat His Highness?

"This Li Mo..."

"What a daring lunatic, so lawless! He must have resorted to some shady tactics!"

"Where did those swords come from? They don't comply with the rules of the competition. We must conduct a thorough investigation! The results will be invalidated!"

"Why do so many geniuses on the Hidden Dragon Ranking know him? I suspect he has ulterior motives and is forming a clique for personal gain!"

"When I look at his face... well, he's quite handsome. But when I look at his character... well, forget it. How can someone who practices hammer magic be a good person?"

"My feeling is always accurate. There is something wrong with this kid."

"I've been to the Blacksmith Conference. Did you see his arm suddenly become thicker? I suspect it has something to do with the Divine Power Powder!"

It was rare for the ministers to understand the emperor's mind.

He ran out of words at the end and even started to throw dirty water, saying that it was related to the Divine Power Powder. After the civil servant finished speaking, he even doubted whether he was too outrageous. Several colleagues also looked at him with a little surprise.

What does Li Mo have to do with Tianzun instant noodles? It's a bit embarrassing.

But that's not important.

The important thing is to express your stance and be of one mind with His Majesty.

After everyone had expressed their opinions, Emperor Jingtai said the second half of his words:

"It's true that heroes emerge from youth. As for Jiang Yu, life is never smooth sailing. It's better to suffer a loss and lose face now than to become arrogant and cause chaos in the future."

"..."

The scene was very quiet for a while, and in the silence was heard the sound of piapia slapping someone in the face.

But for the ministers to have reached their current positions, being thick-skinned has long been a necessary skill.

"I've heard he's known in the martial arts world as a kind and generous gentleman with a wide circle of friends. It's true that hearing about him is worse than meeting him in person."

"We've held the Qianlong Conference for so many years, and it's always been fair, just and open!"

"A hammer represents honesty and integrity. How can there be bad people who use hammers?"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The close ministers complained in their hearts, wondering if this kid was the emperor's illegitimate child, while at the same time they praised him.

The top spot on the Qianlong list changed hands before even reaching the finals.

There was chaos everywhere in the imperial capital for a time. This incident was truly earth-shattering.

There is no need to describe the grand occasion in front of the Meridian Gate.

"Mjolnir Bully! I'm your fan!"

"I love the Bully, I love the Bully!"

"They are all fake fans, and what about the hammer? The sword!"

"I suggest that the Hammer Tyrant be renamed the Sword Gentleman."

"Eh? Where's the best sword in our village?"

Some were stunned, some were cheering excitedly, some were sticking their butts out on the ground looking for a good sword... The entire area around the arena was in chaos.

However, Li Mo, who had truly satisfied his swordsmanship, walked off the stage without waiting for the purple-robed eunuch to announce the result.

While enjoying the gazes from all directions and the cheers from the crowd, he did not feel the joy he had imagined.

Is it the kind of invincible loneliness that Dugu Qiubai feels when his sword is useless and all the heroes are helpless?

What a joke, he is only at the third level.

"Isn't my dream to be a swordsman and show my prowess before the people?"

Li Mo was a little confused about why he was being so pretentious.

"Brother Li!" Xiao Qin was not good at speaking and looked at him excitedly.

"Old Li, you really won. Come, I still have some Unrecognizable Powder left, you should heal your wounds first." Huang Donglai was very heartwarming.

"We are the champions!" Murong Xiao shouted loudly.

The monks from the nearby Longxiang Ancient Temple were all confused. Their junior brother Guankong hadn't even started yet. When did the competition end?

The scene was so chaotic just now that everyone almost forgot that the Qianlong Conference was not over yet.

"Li Mo also had a fight with Fairy Han."

"I will always support Ying Bing." This is a fan of Bing.

"Even the prince lost, so Fairy Han may not have a chance of winning, right?" This is the champion fan.

"Does it matter who wins? There's something to be said for everyone anyway!" This is Shang Qinqing.

Shang Qinqing said this, looking towards the distance and narrowing his eyes slightly.

comfortable.

She saw that Li Mo did not accept the post-match interview and did not make any speeches. He seemed not to care about what happened. He walked straight through the crowd and only smiled with relief when he saw Ying Bing.

Not far away, Ying Bing no longer had the same keep-away attitude as before. His expression was like melting ice and snow, bright and gentle, and even his steps were a little lighter.

So it doesn't matter who wins or loses.

CP fans are always invincible!

"Why don't you say a few words?" Ying Bing turned her face to the side, as if she just realized that he had come down.

"It's not really my only win, and it's quite tiring." Li Mo shook his head.

"I do not have."

Ying Bing shook his head.

She did allow Li Mo to become one with the Heavenly Sword and the Divine Sword for a short period of time when the Taiyin Soul was connected, but what happened afterwards had nothing to do with him.

The sword rhythm in the sword will open the door to him because the person holding the sword is him, not himself.

"Aren't you happy that you got to do what you always wanted to do?"

“Not as exciting as I thought.”

Her white hands curled up gently in the big hand. Ying Bing suddenly looked up and looked at him seriously.

It was still the same young man's face, with no changes in his facial features.

But there is a deeper look in his eyes...

She had to admit.

At certain times, after being reborn and having the experience of her previous life, and having been the empress and the master of Gui Palace for so long, she often inadvertently puts herself in the position of the master.

Even though I have basically never won in the system rankings...

But he still subconsciously taught this childish boy with amazing talent...

In a daze, he had defeated the top of the Qianlong list and became the best in Longmen, admired by all the young heroes in the nine heavens and ten earths.

Just as she was lost in thought, she heard Li Mo suddenly come close to her ear and lower his voice:

"Bingtuozi, let's agree to be inseparable."

"Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"

"What I mean is, if that's the case, it doesn't matter who wins. Let's not fight anymore. Just for show, I'll be leaving now."

"Why?" Ying Bing frowned slightly.

If he beats me again, then he will basically lock in the first place in Qianlong. I don’t know how many people dream of such an opportunity.

And she was also a little curious.

Who wins this system ranking?

"I want to go back soon. You know, I've always been very curious. I've always been curious about which is better, the pearly white lotus root or the black cloud yarn."

“…”

Ying Bing's breathing stagnated, and she reached out and pinched his waist.

Pinching his waist, Ying Bing was stunned for a moment, then said:

"No, we have to compete."

"Oh well....."