Chapter 678
[Name: Shang Li]
[Age: 7]
[Root bone: Hongyun Fish Dragon Body. ]
[Realm: None. ]
[Destiny: Gold (extremely lucky, the fate of an emperor, but fortune and misfortune depend on each other.)]
[Evaluation: The last prince of the Shang Dynasty, sleeping in the life and death cycle array under the Qingyuan for thousands of years, blessed by the national destiny, and has extraordinary luck. ]
[Recent experience: Woke up half a year ago. Only after the national destiny disappeared did he escape from the life and death cycle array. ]
After reading it, Li Mo was stunned and shocked.
He looked at the strangely beautiful Shang Li.
"Is he really your brother?"
"He just looks a little cute, and he cries a little longer after punching."
Shang Wu rubbed his head and messed up his hair.
It is indeed difficult to distinguish between little boys and girls in the Shang Dynasty. After all, before the age of twelve, their clothes and hair are similar.
Besides, Shang Li probably just woke up from Qing Yuan. He probably had been lying in the coffin for a while, and he was aggrieved.
"Are you hungry?"
At this point, Li Mo decided to let the child eat first.
"Thank you..." Shang Li felt that this big brother looked like a good person, so he stopped crying and took the glutinous rice balls and ate them.
Not long after, Qin Yuzhi and Shang Qinqing also woke up.
"Hey, Xiao Mo, your daughter? So cute."
Shang Qinqing came over and pinched Shang Li's face.
Qin Yuzhi scratched her head: "Am I not awake? When did their children grow so big..."
"This is Shang Wu's younger brother." Li Mo's mouth twitched slightly.
It's not because he was misunderstood to have a baby.
You see, in this courtyard, there is the former leader of the Great Shang State Religion, the former Great Shang Princess, the former Great Shang God in charge of marriage, and now even the prince.
If he recognizes this father, breakfast can become an early court on the spot.
"Shang Wu's younger brother?" Qin Yuzhi thought for a moment: "Then you have to call him uncle."
Li Mo: "....."
It seems that there is no problem.
Looking at the seven-year-old little bean, he couldn't help but think of his uncle who was holding a milk bottle in his mouth when he returned to the village for the New Year in his previous life.
"Master, how do you plan to arrange Shang Li?" Li Mo asked with a light cough.
"Oh, I don't want to be the master of this group of Yufeng a long time ago. I will tell the elders later that the position of the master of this peak will be given to Shang Li. Well, the position of the prince of Elder Hanhe will be cancelled."
Speaking, Shang Wu patted Shang Li's shoulder, and the child's body was shaken by the pat.
"This..."
Li Mo felt that he was redundant to ask the master, and shook his head and said: "He is so young, he is not even old enough to enter the door, why not live in Qiushui Pavilion first."
He thought very simply, the national destiny of Da Shang is now on him, so he owes a big favor to the previous dynasty.
Besides, he is still Shang Wu's relative, and he can't just ignore him.
Stay in Qiushui Pavilion, waiting to get married with Bingtuozi, and recite a blessing speech or something.
Shang Li finally smiled when he heard it: "Brother is a good man, I will listen to him."
Perhaps Li Mo absorbed the national destiny, and the little kid felt a natural intimacy with him.
Li Mo smiled and touched his head: "When it's just the two of us, you can call me uncle."
Shang Wu frowned.
What are you talking about, kid?
Did she suspect that she taught Li Mo too well.
At this time, there were light footsteps upstairs.
"That sister is so beautiful."
Shang Li learned it immediately, looking at Ying Bing who just came down from upstairs, raised his face and asked:
"Is that Shang Li's aunt?"
Qin Yuzhi and Shang Qinqing gave Shang Li a thumbs up when they heard it. You see, this is the excellent bloodline of the Shang royal family. A little move widened the road. Shang Wu's was purely an accident.
Ying Bing didn't know who this little kid was, but now she knows.
She thought for a moment, and took out a martial arts book from the big-headed doll, as if giving a gift to the younger generation.
Shang Wu: "?"
Shang Qinqing: "Hahaha..."
Qin Yuzhi whispered: "Qinqing, according to seniority, you and Shang Wu are of the same generation."
"....."
Not long after, a tall figure appeared at the door of Qiushui Pavilion. He was about to step in, but suddenly paused, feeling something was wrong.
So he stood at the door and waved to Li Mo.
"Uncle Zhong, why don't you come in and sit down?"
"Uh... I still can't."
The King of Zhennan shook his head, feeling that the atmosphere in Qiushui Pavilion was somewhat rebellious.
"Since we are going to the main peak anyway, I won't come in to bother you. Have you filled in the date on the imperial edict?"
"Here it is."
Li Mo took out the imperial edict from his pocket and handed it to the King of Zhennan.
"New Year..."
Zhennan Wang glanced at it and pondered for a moment: "Well, the Spring Festival is a double happiness, and there is enough time to prepare."
"The details still need to be discussed with the peak masters of Qingyuan Sect. Let's go."
As he said, he handed the imperial edict to his personal guard.
Li Mo nodded, and Ying Bing also came out and followed him, naturally putting her hand in his palm.
The midsummer sun made the already lush vegetation around Qiushui Pavilion even more wanton.
Turning his head to look at her, her quiet and cold face could not hide a trace of nervousness, and the ripples in her eyes moved without wind.
She also has things she is not good at.
Li Mo tightened her hand.
Ying Bing subconsciously raised her head and saw the seriousness between his eyebrows. Suddenly, she felt that the childish ghost was not so childish, and looked very reliable.
Danding Peak.
"Master, it's late!"
Tang Xiaobao ran into the alchemy room.
Xue Jing has been studying the efficacy of the magic pill without sleep these days, and it has reached a critical moment.
The disciples did not dare to disturb him, except Tang Xiaobao who was not smart enough.
He ran into the alchemy room and saw a back figure standing in front of the alchemy pool, looking at the dragon and phoenix surrounded, the magical pill floating in the air.
"No... How could it be like this..."
Xue Jing muttered to himself, and seemed very shocked.
Tang Xiaobao asked curiously: "Master, have you finally figured out the efficacy of the magic pill?"
"Well... But I don't know if it's right or wrong."
Xue Jing's expression was complicated and unbelievable.
Tang Xiaobao didn't expect that even his master showed such an expression. This was related to whether he could make further progress. What secrets were there in this magic pill?
"What is the magical effect of the magic pill?" Tang Xiaobao asked expectantly.
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