Chapter 152 Contact

Chen Mo looked at the corpse in the coffin. From height to appearance, it was exactly the same as the emperor he had seen before.

However, the aura it exuded was different, which indicated that the cultivation method practiced by this corpse during his lifetime was different from that of the current emperor.

In addition, Chen Mo combed the flesh with blood and qi, and could vaguely find signs of disguise.

This sign was extremely subtle. If Chen Mo had not practiced the Xuanhuang Immortal Body, and his flesh and blood perception was far superior to that of warriors at the same level, he might not even have discovered this.

Combining all these, Chen Mo could be 100% sure that the corpse in front of him was definitely not the current emperor.

So if the body of the current emperor was not here, where was he? Was he dead, or was he hiding in the dark and watching all this!

Chen Mo was completely unsure about this. What he could do now was, first, to wait, and second, to find a way to find those innate masters and get more information from them.

It was indeed not appropriate for him to leave the Taimiao rashly now, but it did not mean that he could not have someone go instead of him.

Try to find those innate masters as much as possible and contact them.

If this doesn't work, then wait slowly.

As long as the current emperor is still alive, he will definitely show up before the national mourning ends.

Otherwise, if he shows up after the new emperor ascends the throne, he will have to become the emperor emeritus.

Remaining unchanged in the face of change is the best choice for me at the moment.

After carefully examining the body, Chen Mo used his true energy to seal the coffin, then strode out of the Imperial Ancestral Temple and nodded gently to Empress Xu who was eating a vegetarian meal.

Empress Xu was originally dining with many concubines and princes and princesses. When she saw Chen Mo coming out, she slowly stopped.

Seeing that she stopped eating, the remaining concubines stopped eating whether they were full or not.

Empress Xu stood up and walked into the Imperial Ancestral Temple to continue to guard the emperor's spirit.

More than a dozen palace maids and eunuchs in the imperial kitchen cleaned the place again.

"General Chen." Two Yulin Guards came hurriedly, each holding a large package in their hands. "Madam Zhao Yu, just arrived at the gate of the palace, and asked us to deliver these things to you."

"Oh!" Chen Mo was slightly surprised, but it was normal after thinking about it.

This time, she did not hide much when she entered the city, and there was a lot of noise. Zhao Yu must know that she was in the palace.

Although she had an imperial edict, she could not enter the palace without being summoned.

But asking someone to help send some things to Chen Mo was not an overstep.

Chen Mo was not worried about her safety. Unless the King of Pingxi was crazy, he would not attack her now.

If he really did this, it would be against the rules, and all the civil and military officials in the court would unite to oppose him.

After all, the King of Pingxi was only trying to usurp power and throne, not to raise the flag and rebel directly.

And even if he was trying to usurp power, he still used a relatively gentle method, so he had to consider the thoughts of the civil and military officials.

After all, now that he can directly attack Chen Mo's wife and children, will he attack his own wife and children in the future?

This is something that all officials will consider.

And as a congenital strongman, Chen Mo is a deterrent in itself.

Before attacking his family members, the King of Pingxi must first consider whether he can withstand the anger and long-term pursuit of a congenital strongman.

And this congenital strongman is still very young, and his cultivation will definitely improve in the future.

In addition, the most important point is that it is not very meaningful and valuable to attack Zhao Yu.

Instead, it will make Chen Mo completely turn to the side of the queen and the prince, and spare no effort to deal with him.

As long as the King of Pingxi is not a fool, he will never do such a stupid thing.

At least he will never do it now, because he has not reached a dead end, but the later it is, the harder it is to say.

So Chen Mo is also thinking about whether to bring Zhao Yu to his side in two days, or let her find a more stable place to hide first.

Chen Mo took the package, took out the silver to reward the two Yulin guards, and then took the package to the leeward side of the Taimiao.

One of the packages contained a sheepskin cloak (chang), which was put on at night to keep warm.

It was autumn and winter now, and the night wind was bone-chilling, so more clothes would keep you warm.

Even in the palace, not all palaces had formations that could keep the temperature constant.

This kind of formation was very expensive to set up, and it had certain requirements for the power of heaven and earth.

In addition, when the Great Qian Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong first established the country, they advocated frugality, so this kind of formation was only set up in a small number of places even in the palace.

In the other package, there were three layers of oil paper wrapped rolls, each weighing nearly two pounds, and there were seven or eight in total, which were still warm at this time.

The rolls contained braised pork, which was stewed very well and melted in the mouth.

Because it had been left for a while, a lot of gravy had gradually seeped into the pancakes, and Zhao Yu also put some stir-fried vegetables and green pepper and potato shreds to relieve the greasiness.

During the vigil, the princes and concubines were not allowed to eat meat and had to keep the emperor's body in peace.

But this rule of not eating meat did not restrict other people in the palace.

Otherwise, the Yulin Guards would not eat meat for more than a month, and it was hard to say whether they could still pick up weapons.

Chen Mo sat on the ground, wearing a newly made sheepskin cloak, and quickly ate the rolls clean, and took some water from the storage bag to drink.

He took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth slowly, then he walked out of the leeward alley.

Now the sky was gradually getting dark, and the sunset was bloody.

The Yulin Guards began to change guards, one group of people went to rest, and another group of people came to protect this place.

Chen Mo recruited Yu Lin Lang and took out the pass token that the emperor had given him.

"This token can be used to enter and exit the Wanfa Building at will without any restrictions.

I have to stay in the Taimiao now, so it is not easy to leave at will. You take this token to the top floor of the Wanfa Building to see if you can ask the innate strongman worshipped by the court to come out.

If other strongmen are seriously injured and unwilling to show up, then you can find a senior named Chu Tianxiu."

While speaking, Chen Mo not only handed over the token, but also shot out a stream of his own true energy, attached to the token.

It is necessary to let those innate strongmen worshipped by the court know that he is also an innate strongman, so that they may show up and negotiate with him.

Feeling the innate true energy on the token, although it has long been known that Chen Mo is an innate strongman.

But Yu Lin Lang still couldn't help being surprised at this time. He really couldn't figure out how Chen Mo, so young, broke through and became an innate strongman.

He was able to practice all the way to the acquired perfection, so he was naturally quite talented. He had been praised as a genius since he was a child.

However, this genius has to be compared with someone, and compared with Chen Mo, he is somewhat insignificant.

He is nearly 40 years old and still has the acquired perfection. I don’t know if I will have the opportunity to touch the innate realm in this life.

And Chen Mo is now a strong man in the innate realm, and the most important thing is that he is still so young.

This talent can be said to be against the sky. He doesn’t even have the idea of ​​comparing with the other party, because the gap is too big. If he compares with him, it will undoubtedly be a humiliation.

"I understand." Yu Linlang took the token and bowed.

"Wait until the evening, and be careful." Chen Mo cautiously warned.

Yu Linlang didn't say anything, nodded lightly, and carefully put away the token.

Of course, he also knew that this matter was not easy, but if it was done, it would be a great achievement, and maybe it would allow his own title to go a step further.

It is difficult for his official position to rise further, and at most he can be promoted by half a grade.

Now what he wants is nothing more than a title, which is the real thing.

The connections and relationships gained in the officialdom can only be used for the generation of one's children and grandchildren at most, and will be of little use in the future.

However, the title can make one's family inherit for a long time. Even if one dies, the title can still protect his children and grandchildren.

So the higher the title, the better.

As time passed, the sky soon became completely dark. Yu Linlang quietly left the palace and headed straight for the inner city.

Chen Mo walked into the Taimiao, and many princes and princesses were already drowsy at this moment.

The Taimiao was spacious enough. Although there was no bedding, they could still sleep on the floor in the second half of the night.

If one really guarded the whole night for 49 days, then except for a few warriors, few people could survive for such a long time.

At night, the temperature naturally dropped.

Many concubines were fine, as they had some martial arts skills.

And those princes and princesses had to curl up into a ball.

"Your Highness, please put it on. It will keep you warm." Chen Mo took off his cloak and put it on Zhao Renmin.

"Thank you, General Chen." Zhao Renmin said, and put the cloak, which was still a little warm, tightly on his body.

"When I ascend the throne, I will definitely make you a general." He said this very seriously. The general was the highest official position he knew.

Chen Mo smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Even if Zhao Renmin ascended the throne, the power would not be in his hands for the time being. It would be better to rely on Queen Xu than to expect him to make him a general.

Moreover, the position of general has always been used for posthumous titles, because this position really has the power to control the world's troops.

If someone really holds this power while alive, it would be very abnormal, and it can even be said that it has reached the point where the master is weak and the ministers are strong.

Zhao Renmin put on the cloak and asked his brothers and sisters to squeeze together, so that they could at least be warmer.

Although this is a disrespectful thing, if Queen Xu didn't say it, no one would be stupid enough to say it.

Chen Mo patrolled around the Imperial Ancestral Temple again, ensuring that everything was safe, and then found a place to wait quietly.

Until midnight, a figure quietly appeared outside the palace city, and Chen Mo sensed the other party's presence almost instantly.

The person who came was none other than Yu Lin Lang.

He walked hurriedly, his figure was extremely fast, and he burst out with all his speed.

"My lord, I went to see the innate strongmen of the Wanfa Building, and there was indeed a senior Chu Tianxiu among them.

But that senior had important things to do and had to stay in the Wanfa Building, so he couldn't leave. Let me give you this talisman immediately, and you can talk to him across the air after you activate it."

Yu Lin Lang held a jade talisman in his hand, as well as the Wanfa Building pass token that Chen Mo had given him before.

Putting away the token and taking the talisman, Chen Mo walked to the unmanned martial arts temple next to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and circulated his true energy to activate the talisman.

A special and mysterious power flowed in the talisman, and Chen Mo could clearly sense that his divine thoughts were mobilized.

He did not resist this process, but he did not send all his thoughts into the talisman as quickly as possible.

He first used strands of thoughts to explore the way to ensure the safety of this process.

This force was like a ghost cave, and Chen Mo's thoughts gradually entered it.

At first, everything around him was vast, but it soon stabilized, and a simple courtyard appeared in front of him.

Chu Tianxiu was still wearing a red robe as usual, standing quietly in the courtyard. When he saw Chen Mo coming, he hurriedly asked, "Have you broken through the innate cultivation?"

Regarding this point, he really couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

Chen Mo is very talented and very strong. These are all things he knows, and he also knows that he has had adventures.

But he still didn't expect that Chen Mo could break through his innate cultivation so quickly. This talent was a bit too scary.

Originally, he thought that Chen Mo had no chance, or even a slim chance of breaking through to the realm of heaven and man.

But now that he saw Chen Mo's talent, he suddenly felt that this slim chance was a little bigger and no longer as slim as before.

A Xiantian realm warrior in his twenties, looking at the world today, there has never been such a person in history.

And Chen Mo did it. Since he can do something that no one before him has ever done, it is not impossible to break through the realm of heaven and man.

That's why Chu Tianxiu was so eager to question Chen Mo and learn from him whether he had really broken through the innate realm.

Nothing else matters compared to this.

Even if there are people who seek to usurp the throne and conspire to rebel, it is still a trivial matter compared to this matter.

Only if a strong person in the realm of heaven and man appears, their world can continue, otherwise everything will be a passing thing after a hundred years.

"Of course, this junior has reached the innate realm now." Chen Mo looked indifferent and smiled, without any concealment of his own strength.