That night, Ye Qiu and his party stayed at the city lord's mansion.
Niu Dali, Chang Mei Zhenren, Uncle Zhu and two guards helped Butler Yao bury all the coffins in the City Lord's Mansion.
Ye Qiu stayed in the room and studied the Chaos Clock.
"Let me see, is this artifact really as magical as recorded?"
Ye Qiu took out the Chaos Clock, quickly enlarged it, and then used the Chaos Clock to cover himself inside.
Then, he began to recite the mantra silently.
"Buzz!"
Soon, light was released from the pitch-black clock wall and kept flowing.
Ye Qiu clearly felt that time had sped up.
He closed his eyes, circulated his true energy, activated the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art, and fell into cultivation.
When Ye Qiu came out of the Chaos Clock, the east was white and it was dawn outside.
"I didn't expect that one night would be better than half a year of hard training."
"So, one day inside the clock is equivalent to one year outside."
"According to the scriptures, as a monk's cultivation level gets higher, time will accelerate faster and faster."
Ye Qiu held the Chaos Clock in his hand and played with it with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that when I first came to Central Continent, I got a space artifact. I'm so lucky."
"By the way, a divine weapon like this should have a spirit, right?"
"I almost forgot, I haven't shed any blood yet to confess my master."
Only then did Ye Qiu remember that although he had mastered the use of the Chaos Clock, he had not established a close connection with the Chaos Clock.
Without hesitation, he forced out a drop of blood from the middle finger of his right hand and sprinkled it on the Chaos Clock.
In an instant, the blood was swallowed up.
Ye Qiu clearly felt that there was an invisible rope tightly connecting him to the Chaos Clock.
However, he did not discover the existence of the weapon spirit.
"It shouldn't be!"
"How come an artifact doesn't have a spirit?"
"Although the Qiankun Ding has no weapon spirit, it is because it has not been gathered together, but why does the Chaos Bell have no weapon spirit?"
"Could it be that the Chaos Bell is the same as the Xuanyuan Sword, and its spirit has been lost?"
Ye Qiu felt a little regretful. An artifact without a spirit has no soul.
Just like a beautiful woman, if she has no special talents, she is just a vase.
Good-looking skins are all the same, but interesting souls are unique.
Fortunately, it does not affect its use. The Chaos Clock can speed up time, which is a great help to Ye Qiu.
"With the help of the Chaos Clock, I will be able to attain enlightenment and become an emperor within a hundred years!"
Ye Qiu put away the Chaos Clock and pushed out the door with a confident smile on his face.
After the woman got up, she opened the door and immediately saw Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu stood in the yard, the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on his face, making him look handsome as if he was born with it, making people irresistible.
His face has clear lines, like a finely carved work of art, and his pair of deep eyes sparkle with wisdom, making people fall into it involuntarily.
His nose is high and his lips are red, and every detail reveals his unique charm.
And his slender and tall figure is like a sharp sword, standing tall in the world, confident and unassuming.
"So handsome!"
For a moment, the woman couldn't help but be fascinated.
Ye Qiu seemed to feel something, turned around and saw the woman.
"Good morning, Miss Rou'er!" Ye Qiu greeted with a smile.
His smile is even more enchanting. It is a warm and friendly smile that seems to illuminate the deepest corners of the heart.
"Mr. Ye, morning!"
The woman responded calmly, then hurriedly turned around and quickly closed the door.
She leaned behind the door, patting her flat chest with both hands, her cheeks feeling hot.
"You, you, what kind of person have you never seen? Why do you lose your composure when you see Mr. Ye?"
"And yesterday in the cave, you took the initiative to kiss him... Where is your reserve?"
"It's so embarrassing."
The more the woman thought about it, the redder her face became, and then she made excuses for herself.
"Master Ye has saved me in danger several times. He is not only my savior, but he is also so handsome and capable. Who wouldn't be confused by such a man?"
"Maybe, he is my good match."
When the woman thought of this, her heart beat wildly.
In the yard.
"What the hell is she doing?"
Ye Qiu frowned when he saw the woman opening and closing the door. He had no idea that he had captured a heart without even realizing it.
finish breakfast.
Several people said goodbye to Butler Yao.
After going out, Uncle Zhu said: "There is a teleportation array in Feilai City. Next, we can take the teleportation array and reach the imperial city in just a few days."
Master Longmei smiled and said: "That's great, otherwise if I had to walk to the Imperial City on two legs, my legs would be useless."
Uncle Zhu noticed that the woman was peeking at Ye Qiu from time to time, with affectionate expressions. He was moved in his heart and said: "Master Ye, this time you killed the blood demon, which is a miraculous feat."
"To be honest, I have some friendship with the Zhou royal family. How about I rely on my relationship to make you the city lord of Feilai City after I return to the imperial city?"
"I wonder what Mr. Ye is thinking?"
Before Ye Qiu could speak, Master Changmei spoke first.
"Let's forget it. The little brat is a dragon among men. How can a mere city lord make him fall in love?"
"Besides, the little brat has never been a city lord before, he has only killed a city lord."
"By the way, Uncle Zhu, I heard that your Emperor Zhou is looking for a son-in-law for your princess. Is this true?"
Uncle Zhu smiled and said: "Why, the Taoist Master wants to be the prince-consort?"
Master Changmei said righteously: "I am a Taoist, how can I marry a wife? I am just curious."
Uncle Zhu said: "This matter is true. The emperor wants to find a son-in-law for Princess Ning'an. Now geniuses from various countries in Central Continent are arriving in the imperial city one after another."
Master Changmei asked: "Uncle Zhu, how old is Princess Ning'an?"
Uncle Zhu replied: "Almost eighteen."
The real person with long eyebrows asked again: "Then she looks ugly?"
As soon as these words came out, the woman raised her eyebrows. As for Uncle Zhu, he asked with a puzzled face: "Taoist Master, what do you mean by this?"
Master Changmei said: "Princess Ning'an is so young, but she wants to find a son-in-law. Isn't it obvious that she won't get married if she's ugly?"
"This..." Uncle Zhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Taoist Master, you are wrong."
"Princess Ning'an is not only not ugly, she is also the most beautiful woman in our Zhou Dynasty, ranking second on the list of immortals."
"Not only that, the princess is also a direct disciple of Master Jixia Academy. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is known as the most talented woman among the younger generation."
The long-mei master was stunned: "Really?"
Uncle Zhu smiled and nodded: "It's absolutely true."
Master Changmei was moved in his heart and said hurriedly: "Uncle Zhu, let me ask you, if the little bastard competes for the Prince Consort, does he have a chance?"
Uncle Zhu said: "Young Master Ye is a talented person. Whether it is cultivation or knowledge, he is the best in the world. If Young Master Ye competes for the Prince Consort, he has a great chance of success."
Master Changmei said excitedly: "Little bastard, did you hear that? Uncle Zhu said you have a chance, why don't you try it?"
The woman also looked at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu slapped Mr. Changmei on the forehead and said angrily: "Are you trying this? I have important things to do. Talk less and hurry up."
Master Changmei thought to himself: "Humph, since you don't want to, then I have to help you make it happen, because only when you have a confidante by your side, you won't bully me."
Three days later.
Ye Qiu and the others arrived at the Imperial City of Zhou Dynasty.
