Chapter 91 Wisdom Light Extinct

"What are you going to do?"

Hui Guang exclaimed because he suddenly felt an unusual change in the air in the valley.

"Haha, of course it has wiped out your consciousness."

Zhao Mu chuckled, and his cultivation in the Heavenly Realm exploded with all his strength, and he directly began to control the celestial phenomena in the Dao Heart Valley.

The clouds dispersed and the breeze ceased.

Under Zhao Mu's control, all the sunlight within the Dao Heart Valley converged towards this side.

This is the method used by the Celestial Realm to control the celestial phenomena. Not only can they control the wind and rain within a small area, but they can also mobilize sunlight.

At this moment, the valley suddenly became dim.

But the area within a few feet of the demon corpse suddenly became extremely bright, because all the sunlight in the valley had been concentrated here.

The temperature within this range began to rise sharply.

The moisture in the air was evaporated, and the green grass on the ground quickly dried up and turned yellow.

"Ah... little bastard, you have actually entered the realm of heaven and humanity. How is this possible?"

A shrill scream came from the demon corpse.

Obviously, under the irradiation of a large amount of sunlight, Hui Guang's already weak consciousness has begun to accelerate its annihilation.

He finally understood why Zhao Mu suddenly stopped pretending not to know about his existence today?

Taking advantage of the skills is only secondary.

The most fundamental reason was that Zhao Mu had already found a way to kill him faster.

Hui Guang was extremely frightened and wailed in pain: "Stop, please stop quickly. Do you really not want to practice immortality skills? If you miss today, you may never have another chance in the future."

But Zhao Mu didn't pay attention at all. He just gathered the sunlight with all his strength and used the power of the Holy Sun to quickly consume Hui Guang's consciousness.

As for the cultivation techniques?

If it were anyone else today, maybe Hui Guang would really be let go.

After all, the lifespan of mortals is limited, and even a strong person in the heavenly realm can only live for more than a hundred years.

If they miss the light of wisdom, they may really have no time to wait for the next opportunity to step onto the path to immortality.

But Zhao Mu is different.

Zhao Mu has an endless lifespan, and there is plenty of time to wait.

So he would never risk keeping Hui Guang. After all, who knows if this old thing that has existed for hundreds of years has any trump cards?

"Even if the risk is only 50%, you must not be reckless. If you are really plotted one day, the gain will outweigh the loss."

Zhao Mu thought and continued to mobilize the sunshine with all his strength.

Finally, half an hour later, Hui Guang let out a shrill scream and no longer had any fluctuations in consciousness.

"call……"

Zhao Mu let out a long sigh and withdrew his sword.

In an instant, the gathered sunlight dispersed, and the dim valley became bright again.

"Controlling the celestial phenomena is really not something that ordinary people can do easily."

Zhao Mu gasped and said.

Although the Celestial Realm can already control the celestial phenomena, it is obviously still far behind the legendary cultivators who can truly control the wind and rain.

He just closed in the sunlight in the valley, and the range was not very large.

What's more, the time is only half an hour, but 99% of the energy in the body has been exhausted.

With such a huge consumption, it would be better to do less of this kind of thing in the future.

Zhao Mu sat cross-legged and tried his best to restore his lost cultivation and mind. It was not until two sticks of incense that he adjusted his state back to its peak.

"I wonder how much more effective this demon corpse can be in transforming the demon blood jade's demon energy than the original demonized corpse of the Queen Mother?"

Zhao Mu was vaguely looking forward to it.

He took out the demon blood jade, wrapped it with zhenqi, and slowly placed it on the chest of the demon corpse.

Suddenly, a stream of demon energy surged out from the demon blood jade, and under the guidance of Zhao Mu's true energy, it was injected into the demon corpse.

These demonic auras circulate within the demonic corpse, and the evil aura in them is continuously absorbed by the demonic corpse's body.

At the same time, the energy of the Buddha's relics contained in the flesh and blood of the demon corpse is also constantly reducing the evil atmosphere in the demon aura.

What is left is a clean spiritual breath.

Zhao Mu was pleasantly surprised to find that the amount of spiritual aura transformed this time was actually dozens of times more than what was transformed with the Queen Mother's corpse.

Obviously, the transformation efficiency of the demon corpse far exceeds the latter.

Zhao Mu couldn't bear to waste it, so he immediately circulated his true energy and absorbed the spiritual breath with all his strength.

Suddenly, a clear and refreshing feeling, like an enlightenment, hit his heart, making him almost hum.

This spiritual breath is so wonderful. The moment it enters the body, it begins to nourish his body and mind, causing both to grow simultaneously.

Since then, Zhao Mu once again fell into seclusion for a long time.

The huge spiritual aura made him approach the opening of the Sixth Heavenly Gate step by step.

While Zhao Mu was practicing quietly, there was a turmoil in the capital.

Outside the Imperial Study Room, the ministers knelt down in darkness: "I've got a script to start this memorial!"

The roaring sound was like a tsunami, making people's eardrums hurt.

All these ministers were filled with indignation and shouted at the top of their lungs.

But what responded to them was some indescribable sounds in the imperial study room.

"Your Majesty, as the king of a country, how can you indulge in women every day and leave the government to a woman? How can you be worthy of the ancestors of the Jin Dynasty?"

One of the ministers scratched his neck and shouted.

But there was still no one in the imperial study room who responded to him. Instead, the sound was like a cat scratching, getting louder and louder.

What a fool!

The ministers were so angry that they wanted to break through the door and catch the tyrant and beat him up.

They couldn't understand why the wise prince who was praised by everyone in the past became like this after he ascended the throne?

Was everything in the past deliberately pretended to confuse the previous emperor?

No wonder these ministers were angry.

When Sima Hongyi first ascended the throne, although he did not show any ambition, he at least took some time every day to deal with state affairs.

Although the ministers felt that the new emperor might not be as wise as expected, they could still accept it.

And to be honest, many ministers were actually happy that the emperor was not diligent.

After all, if the emperor was too wise, the power of the ministers would be greatly suppressed, and life would not be too comfortable.

But what the ministers did not expect was that Sima Hongyi did not even last long in his diligence.

Just two months after he ascended the throne, he claimed to be ill and stopped attending court meetings that required him to get up early. He would not get up until noon every day.

Even if he got up, he would not handle government affairs at all. He just stayed in the bedroom and gathered a group of concubines to sleep together every day.

As for memorials and so on, he gave an order and threw them all to Queen Zhou Yu Niang to deal with.

This made the ministers unacceptable.

Yes, the ministers did not like the emperor to be too wise, but they could not be a tyrant.

So in the past two years, things like today's ministers asking for orders have often been staged in the palace.

It's just that the tyrant never paid attention.

At this time, in the imperial study, the sound of Sima Hongyi and the concubines playing became louder and louder.

The ministers' faces turned pale, and some of them couldn't stand it and were about to leave angrily.

But suddenly, a sharp voice came: "The Queen is here!"