Chapter 1167

"Senior Zhou is a Grandmaster with a long lifespan; how could he pass away easily? Even if you and I pass away, Senior Zhou will still be alive."

Wang Hai said so.

Chen Guanlou couldn't stand it, "Do you have to be such a sycophant? He's just a Grandmaster; why do you have to lower yourself? Just based on the things that the one surnamed Zhou has done, he deserves to die a hundred times. Don't tell me you don't know what he has done."

Wang Hai remained silent, his face straight, with an expression of disapproval.

Chen Guanlou chuckled twice, "Who told you Grandmasters don't die? Didn't Liaochen die! Grandmasters are also flesh and blood; if they encounter a more powerful Grandmaster, they will still go to see the King of Hell."

"There are only a few Grandmasters in the world, and they never meet. Master Liaochen's death was an accident; who could have imagined that the rebels would hide in the capital to kill people. Brother Chen, I know you possess exotic treasures and your cultivation speed is extremely fast. However, do not underestimate the heroes of the world, especially Grandmasters who have been famous for a long time. If there is an opportunity with Senior Zhou, what harm is there in bowing your head? Being alive is the most important thing."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "The one surnamed Zhou took my manual and relied on my manual to save his life, and now he still has the face to cause me trouble. Brother Wang, I find that you are a very good sycophant. You shouldn't be persuading me; you should be condemning the one surnamed Zhou with me."

Wang Hai lowered his head, looking a bit awkward, "If your skills are inferior to others, you should honestly admit defeat. Brother Chen, don't be impulsive, be careful not to lose your life. However, if you really die, I will go burn paper for you every Qingming Festival so that you can live a wealthy life down below."

"Get lost, get lost, get lost, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. I won't die even if you die, and I won't die even if the one surnamed Zhou dies. But thank you for telling me this news. When the one surnamed Zhou officially comes out of seclusion, send me a message again, and I will owe you a favor."

"Alright, if there is new news, I will inform you in time."

Wang Hai left, and Chen Guanlou had no intention of sleeping.

He was pondering Zhou Mobai.

The "Ascension Record" manual is somewhat strange, and what is certain is that it is very difficult to practice. Otherwise, the one surnamed Zhou would not have given up the "Ascension Record" back then and turned to practicing demonic arts, just like Liaochen.

Moreover, Zhou Mobai has always had injuries and illnesses because of practicing martial arts and because of his previous manuals. The injuries and illnesses caused his temper to be irritable and inner demons to grow. After so many years, there has been no improvement, which shows how deep the inner demons are, and ordinary methods simply don't work.

In such a situation, can he practice the "Ascension Record"?

Regarding the understanding of the "Ascension Record", he still has some say. To practice this manual, not to mention anything else, the most important thing is that the state of mind must be stable, peaceful, not forcing anything, and letting everything take its natural course. If the state of mind is not stable, the "Ascension Record" will make you see the King of Hell ahead of time.

He also relied on the Longevity Dao Fruit to survive the introductory points of the first and second chapters, survive the life-and-death tribulation, and truly enter the door.

With Zhou Mobai's state, how could he survive the life-and-death pass of the "Ascension Record"? He is full of loopholes and inner demons; how can he practice the "Ascension Record"?

He began to suspect that Wang Hai's news was wrong.

He didn't suspect that Wang Hai was deliberately lying to him.

Instead, he suspected that Wang Hai himself might have been misled.

The culprit is of course Wei Wubing!

Wei Wubing adopted Wang Hai as a godson; he had felt that this matter was strange from the beginning. In the eyes of the world, Wei Wubing had long since become extraordinary, his body in the red dust, his heart outside the red dust. With his status and position, there was no need to adopt a godson.

He doesn't hold specific duties, nor does he do specific tasks; he is just a pillar of stability in the palace. When the Emperor needs it, he comes forward to share the Emperor's worries.

With such a transcendent status, what kind of godson does he need?

A godson is a tool for fighting for power and profit; his status is transcendent, so why get involved in the vortex of fighting for power and profit and stain his reputation?

Thinking of this, Chen Guanlou chuckled coldly.

The "Ascension Record" has a threshold; Zhou Mobai cannot have such good luck. Even if a Grandmaster's cultivation can break through one pass after another, with Wei Wubing's help from the side, the progress will not be too fast.

When the other party comes out of seclusion, it is necessary to test him a little.

In this way, he also needs to find time to choose a quiet place to go into seclusion.

After figuring everything out, he slept exceptionally well.

Waking up early in the morning, after washing up, he enjoyed breakfast.

The sky, which had been clear and cloudless, suddenly became gloomy, with dark clouds piling up; was it going to rain?!

The capital hadn't rained for dozens of days, and suddenly there were signs of rain, and people were very excited. With no heart to do anything, they just stared at the heavens, wondering when it would rain.

Rumble!

Before the rain fell, thunder and lightning had already begun to exert their power.

That movement made people's hearts jump.

But don't just thunder without raining!

This weather was truly strange.

The entire Imperial Observatory was mobilized; some were on the Star Observation Platform, some entered the palace to brag in front of His Majesty, and some were picking up pens to record this great moment.

Where is the greatness?

As long as it can rain, it is great! It can end the drought that has lasted for half a year, alleviate the difficulty of drinking water, and alleviate the drought in the capital region. It can to a certain extent prevent and alleviate civil unrest and promote peace in the world.

Rain is too precious.

Rumble...

Several consecutive claps of thunder struck directly at the neighboring Imperial Prison!

"The house collapsed, the house collapsed!"

The prison guards screamed in horror!

"People are dead, people are dead!"

Another burst of miserable cries.

Whoosh, the long-awaited rain finally fell.

It's a pity that the ground wasn't even soaked, the rain ended, and the thunder was gone. The sun came out again.

It seemed that this earth-shattering thunder and lightning was just to strike the Imperial Prison.

This is...

The Imperial Prison is so vicious that even the heavens can't stand it and sent down thunder as punishment.

For a time, the whole capital was discussing how the Imperial Prison had done so many evil deeds that it finally suffered divine retribution.

The Emperor looked at the sky that had cleared up, his face livid.

Eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.

The officials of the Imperial Observatory were asking for forgiveness while continuing to use their abilities to calculate the celestial phenomena.

"Your Majesty, if there is a first rain, there will be a second rain, and there will be a third rain. Today's rain is enough to show that the drought can be saved! Everything is still in time."

"I have eyes, I can see, I am not a fool. This rain, heh, it didn't even soak the ground, and you tell me the drought can be saved? The common people are about to rebel, how can it be in time? The crops have failed, tell me what to do?"

"Only by allocating grain and grass from the south..."

"Enough! Because of the floods this year, grain production in the south has decreased. Plus the tax reduction after the war... are you trying to make me a villain who goes back on his word?"

"Your Majesty, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures! If it really doesn't work, ask Minister Xie to come forward and organize the wealthy families in the south to hold a fundraising. It worked last time, and I believe it can work this time too."

Emperor Emperor Jian Shi looked at the sky and said nothing.

Such words and such matters cannot be spoken from his mouth, and he cannot even reveal his intentions in this regard.

As an Emperor, he also wants to eat the big households.

However, as a monarch, he can only think about such things but cannot say them. Someone who understands the imperial will must be needed to handle this matter.