Han Jiulin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flickering with suspicion.
At this time, he had no interest in trying it at all.
First break the Dantian, break it and then establish it.
If you want to practice this skill, you must first abolish it.
This premise is too harsh, and he won't try it easily.
He turned his gaze and looked at the purple gold gourd. Just now, when the gold paper shattered and turned into powder, it penetrated into his mind. At the same time, he also had a full understanding of this purple gold gourd.
This purple gold gourd is a Xumi mustard seed, containing the magical weapon of the universe.
There is almost as much space inside as a basketball court.
You can store any items at will, even living people.
However, there is no air inside the gourd. If the oxygen problem can be solved, living people can survive in it for a period of time.
If you want to use this purple gold gourd, you only need to recite the magic secret in your heart.
"Purple Gold Gourd, Nine-turn Hegemonic Body Technique, how many unknown existences are there in this world?"
At this time, Han Jiulin had endless wild thoughts in his heart.
At this time, he heard a sentence from the book.
"Only the more people experience, the more they will understand their own insignificance and the vastness of this world."
Han Jiulin tried, reciting the instructions silently, using a purple gold gourd to collect a few things, including a table, bench, tea cup and mobile phone.
Then with a thought, he took out everything from the gourd one by one accurately.
After confirming that it could indeed be used, Han Jiulin was even more shocked.
After more than half an hour, Han Jiulin gradually calmed down.
But then, he suddenly remembered what the vicissitudes of voice that sounded in his mind before said.
"Nine-turn hegemonic body art cannot be understood by anyone but a king among men, and cannot be practiced by anyone who is not a king among men.
You are the reincarnation of the Human Emperor, and have a destiny with this method. I will now teach you the first level of the Nine Transformations Hegemony Body Technique..."
The meaning of that voice was very clear. He said that the reason why Han Jiulin was able to find the golden paper was entirely because he was the king among men!
Han Jiulin couldn't help but think of what Zou Min of the Eternal Life Sect said before.
She said that in the long history, she had once seen a person who looked exactly like Han Jiulin.
And that man was none other than the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian!
Originally, Han Jiulin thought that what Zou Min said was just a coincidence.
However, combined with the rhetoric of the inheritance of the Nine-turn Hegemonic Art, it made him inevitably think deeply.
The most important thing is that when I was in Xijing, I helped the Xu family suppress the Hanyue Sword.
Han Jiulin felt the sense of surrender from Han Yue Dao.
According to Xu Qing and others, the Hanyue Sword cannot be controlled by anyone but the emperor.
Hanyue Sword's surrender to him, although there are factors that influence his powerful force, is not the most direct factor.
Han Jiulin hadn't thought much about it before, but now, he couldn't help but think about it.
To be honest, as the commander-in-chief of China's four realms, he now holds great power, no worse than Zhu Youjian back then.
In fact, at that time, the Ming Dynasty was suffering from internal and external troubles, and power was dispersed. Zhu Youjian was just a tragic emperor at the end of a dynasty.
Today, except that he does not have that title, he is almost the same as the previous emperors.
His status has reached the pinnacle of China's current dynasty.
While he was deep in thought, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching from far away.
"Your Majesty, the dinner is ready."
Hu She stood outside the door and said respectfully.
Han Jiulin responded: "I understand, go and invite Miss Xiao."
Today Xiao Yuyan is a guest at the palace, so Han Jiulin will naturally entertain her warmly.
Hu She replied: "I have already been invited."
Han Jiulin responded, picked up the purple gold gourd, and with a thought, he silently recited the formula. The gourd suddenly shrank from the size of a palm to the size of a lighter. It looked very compact.
He put the gourd on his body, then opened the door and walked out.
On this day, the news that Han Jiulin asked Mo Yancong, a son of the Mo family, to serve in the northern war zone spread to a small extent among the upper class circles in the capital.
People were talking behind their backs. Some were gloating about Mo Yancong's misfortune and felt that Mo Yancong deserved it.
Some people feel that Han Jiulin takes himself too seriously and is a bit of a bully.
No matter what, the Mo family is a second-class family, a prominent family in the capital.
Han Jiulin said that he would let Mo Yancong serve in the war zone. Is this right a bit too outrageous?
About seven o'clock in the evening.
In Mo Mansion, Mo Long sat on a chair with a gloomy expression, holding a pair of walnuts in his hand, silently.
On the side, Mo Yancong had tears on his face and sobbed from time to time.
Mo Long's wife You Qiyun, while comforting her son Mo Yancong, said to Mo Long:
"Uncle, why do we have to listen to Han Jiulin on this matter?
Cong'er is not from his war department, so what qualifications does he have to dictate and be the master of our Mo family?"
Mo Long had an impatient look on his face and was too lazy to explain to the woman, so he remained silent.
At this moment, a man who looked like a housekeeper walked into the hall and reported: "Uncle, Han Jiashi's wife, Shen Bing, came to visit."
"Shen Bing?
What is she doing here?"
Mo Long raised his eyebrows, but he did not dare to neglect. He stood up and said, "I will personally greet Mrs. Han."
The Han family has a special status in the capital. Although they have become the target of public condemnation due to Mrs. Wen Zhao's incident in the past few days, Mo Long still does not dare to underestimate the Han family.
Shen Bing is Han Jiashi's wife. Over the years, when Mo Long saw her, he had to respectfully call her Mrs. Han.
In the past, he was the only one who visited the Han family, and the Han family would not take the initiative to come to the Mo family.
At this time, Shen Bing suddenly came to visit, and he was really not sure about the purpose of Shen Bing's visit.
Mo Long strode outside the house and saw Shen Bing wearing a peaked cap and a pair of sunglasses, covering half of his face.
This is also to avoid being recognized by the common people and ending up with everyone shouting and beating you.
After Mo Long saw Shen Bing dressed like this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he probably guessed Shen Bing's purpose.
As his mind flashed, Mo Long cupped his hands and said, "Mrs. Han, long time no see, please come in quickly."
"Master Mo, you're welcome."
Shen Bing nodded, smiled, said politely, and walked into Mo Mansion.
After stepping into the door of Mo's house, Shen Bing took off his sunglasses and hat.
After rubbing her hair that was weighed down by the hat, she stopped, looked at Mo Long, and said straight to the point: "Master Mo, I won't talk nonsense to you. I am here to cooperate with you."
Mo Long's heart moved, and he secretly thought that it was true, but with a puzzled expression on his face, he asked with a smile: "Cooperation?
I don’t quite understand what Mrs. Han means by this sentence.”
Shen Bing said: "I heard that your son is going to serve in the northern war zone tomorrow?
A child from a dignified second-class family went to a war zone to serve as cannon fodder. Wouldn't it be a disgrace to his years of training?
If he really died on the battlefield, I'm afraid the Mo family would be completely disgraced, right?
I wonder what Patriarch Mo’s attitude is towards this matter?”