Celestial being

"What's going on?" Yuan Ming's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly looked at the hot spot on his right arm.

He has been staying in a dim environment for the past half month, and his eyes have gradually adapted to the darkness. There is a light cyan mark where the heat is generated, which looks a bit like an incense burner.

The originally very faint mark became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting a faint light.

"Hey, when did I get such a weird mark on my arm?" Yuan Ming was surprised and touched it with his finger. The green mark felt neither painful nor itchy, and there was nothing strange about it.

He pondered for a moment and tried to mobilize the magic power in his dantian, condensed it into his fingertips, and touched the cyan mark.

Although the light emitted by the mark was weak, it carried a faint fluctuation of mana, which gave him an unreasonable urge to do this.

The cyan mark suddenly issued a suction force, swallowing up that trace of mana with a "whoosh"!

Yuan Ming was shocked. This trace of mana, which he had worked hard to save for half a month, was actually lost in one day.

In a panic, he used the blood energy method to try to suck the magic power back from the mark, but he couldn't get it out, and his heart sank.

Accumulating mana is already difficult, but now all the previous efforts have been completely wasted.

Just when Yuan Ming was losing all hope, a ball of heat emerged from the cyan mark, and a hazy light suddenly lit up on his arm.

Yuan Ming's eyes widened and he looked at the light.

Immediately, he was surprised to see a palm-sized cyan incense burner emerge from the light. Under the support of the light, it landed steadily in front of him.

The incense burner seemed to be made of clay, with three legs and two ears, but no top. One side was engraved with the Yin and Yang Pisces Tai Chi pattern, and the other side was engraved with star dots, engraved with a starry sky-like formation.

The Yin Yang Tai Chi pattern shines brightly and looks very mysterious.

On top of the incense burner, there are three black incense sticks, one short and two long.

Yuan Ming was startled by this strange sight and was stunned for a few breaths. Then he stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the incense burner with his fingertips, feeling a delicate and real touch from his fingertips.

"It's not a hallucination."

Yuan Ming sat up straight and gently touched the three black incense sticks. He felt that the material seemed to be no different from ordinary incense sticks, but it was more delicate and smooth to the touch.

He looked down at his arm again. The mark there was gone, leaving only a slight burning sensation.

"Strange, where did this incense burner come from? How did it get on my arm?"

Yuan Ming was just astonished when a memory suddenly came out of his mind. He vaguely remembered that he fell into the river, rolled and collided in the rolling waves, and was eventually swept under the water by the undercurrent.

In the chaos, he saw a ball of light under the water, stretched out his hand and struggled to touch something.

That thing is the incense burner.

Yuan Ming's pupils shrank instantly, and when he looked at the incense burner again, his eyes became even more surprised.

Although I still don’t know what this incense burner is, since this thing can be attached to my body, it is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Yuan Ming put his palm against the incense burner and felt a stream of heat seeping through and quickly reaching his mind.

He felt a cool feeling flash through his mind. The fatigue accumulated from practicing day and night these days disappeared, and his spirit was extremely high.

"This incense burner is indeed a divine object, it can actually have such a refreshing effect." Yuan Ming murmured to himself happily.

He looked at the three black incense sticks standing in the furnace, pondered for a moment, and then used the method of drilling wood to ignite a flame and ignited a piece of cloth.

He held the cloth flame in his hand, carefully brought it to the incense burner, and lit one of the black incense sticks.

The head of the incense ignited a spark, which lit up a tiny spot of light in the dark cave, with curls of smoke rising from it.

Yuan Ming suddenly smelled a unique fragrance that he had never seen in his memory, somewhere between sandalwood and rosin. Just a slight smell made his consciousness become drowsy and his eyes became blurred.

"Miscellaneous fragrance?"

Just as this thought flashed through Yuan Ming's mind, he immediately fell into darkness and lost all consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, but his consciousness gradually recovered, and a burst of noise sounded around him.

"No, there's a wild beast coming!" Yuan Ming was startled and suddenly opened his eyes.

But what came into view was not a dim cave, but a very large carved table covered with golden embroidered silk.

The four treasures of the study and a stack of books wrapped in yellow satin are neatly placed on the desk. The inkstone is carved with dragons, and the writing brush is made of jade with wolf hair. Each piece is exquisite and gorgeous.

"Dream?"

Yuan Ming suddenly woke up and looked up, only to find that he was in a magnificent hall.

Under the main hall, there are four people wearing white brocade clothes, two men and two women, standing on both sides with their heads bowed.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" At this moment, a high-pitched voice suddenly came from beside him.

Only then did Yuan Ming notice that standing next to him was a feminine, middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, holding a floating dust in his hand, and with a white face and no beard.

"Your Majesty?" Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes. Is this person calling him?

Looking at the flattering smile on his face, Yuan Ming frowned and his eyes fell on a smooth bronze mirror next to the carved table. His figure was clearly reflected in it, but it was a young man wearing a gorgeous gold robe. There is a five-clawed golden dragon pattern embroidered on the chest.

The young man was similar to him in age, but his face was completely different!

Yuan Ming couldn't help but lean back and hit the backrest of the dragon chair.

"Oh, this slave deserves to die, Your Majesty is so shocked." The feminine man was startled, and he knelt down in fear, shouting.

The four people in the hall were also shocked and knelt on the ground one after another, lowering their heads and not daring to raise their heads at all.

Yuan Ming stirred up a storm in his heart and ignored the feminine man and others.

I was in a dark cave just now, why did I suddenly come to such a place? If it were a dream, everything around me was too real. No matter the sense of touch, hearing, or smell, it was no different from usual.

"Could it be that incense burner that brought me here?" Yuan Ming recalled his previous actions, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. The more he thought about it, the more likely it became.

"I...I'm fine, you guys go out first." He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said slowly.

"yes!"

The feminine man hesitated for a moment, then quickly agreed, leading everyone backwards out of the palace.

After the entire hall was cleared, Yuan Ming stood up from the dragon chair, came to the bronze mirror and looked around, finally confirming that the body was not his.

There are dragons and phoenixes carved everywhere in the hall, and the color is mainly golden, which represents the Nine-Fifth Emperor. Combined with the name the feminine man just called him and the golden dragon robe on his body, this body seems to be that of a young emperor.

"I was killed by that incense burner and then reincarnated? But shouldn't the reincarnation be in a newborn baby? How could I be reincarnated in a half-grown boy?" Yuan Ming was puzzled.

He walked around the room for a while, returned to the desk and sat down. After calming down for a while, a strange thought came to his mind: "Could it be that my soul left my body and possessed someone else?"

Other than that, he couldn't think of a more reliable answer.

At this moment, Yuan Ming's nose twitched and he smelled a fragrant smell. Looking for the scent, he saw a porcelain box about a foot square placed on the corner of the table, with figures resembling birds and animals carved on the surface. Flower green texture.

He hurriedly reached out and opened the lid of the box, and the fragrance immediately filled his nostrils.

The box is filled with exquisite pastries of different shapes, square, round, and flower-shaped, with different colors and steaming.

Yuan Ming had been eating raw meat these days, and in order to save food, he ate very little every day. He swallowed subconsciously, and without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed a translucent square cake that was as crystal clear as white jade and stuffed it into his mouth. Chew heavily.

A sweet and delicious jujube flavor combined with the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus immediately fills your mouth.

"tasty!"

Before he could finish chewing the food in his mouth, he hurriedly grabbed a lotus-shaped pastry and swallowed it. It was really crispy and sweet.

Yuan Ming simply stood up and used both hands to sweep away the cakes in the box like a whirlwind. Then he picked up a teapot next to him and put it to his mouth until he drank all the tea in the pot.

"separate"

Yuan Ming burped, sat back on the dragon chair, stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth with his sleeve, and touched his slightly convex belly, feeling indescribably satisfied.

It felt so good to be full. He hadn't eaten so happily in a long time!

After having enough wine and food, Yuan Ming began to think about everything in front of him again.

Did the incense burner get him here? If it is true, maybe we can find some clues.

He looked around, looking for the incense burner. There was an incense burner placed on the table in front of him, but it was bronze and the style was very different from the one that had just emerged from the mark on his arm.

"Arm mark!" Yuan Ming suddenly remembered something and quickly rolled up the clothes on his right arm, his eyes widening immediately.

A cyan mark suddenly appeared on his right arm near the elbow, which was exactly the same as the original mark on his body, and there was a faint heat flowing inside.

Yuan Ming secretly thought that this was indeed the case.

Now it is almost certain that he was brought here by the incense burner. Can he still go back?

Although this body is that of an emperor and is about the same age as himself, he still wants to return to his own body.

Yuan Ming touched the cyan mark with his finger, but there was no reaction.

He tried it with something else, but the mark was also motionless.

"It's a pity that this little emperor is not a cultivator and has no magic power in his body. Otherwise, we can try to summon the incense burner here." Yuan Ming reluctantly gave up and sighed secretly.

After Yuan Ming put his thoughts away, he turned his eyes and landed on the yellow satin books stacked on the table.

Now I don't know if I can return to my original body. I should first figure out the current situation and play the role of the little emperor well so that no one can see any flaws.

Thinking of this, he took a book and opened it, but it was a state official reporting a flood in his territory, praying to the emperor for mercy and allowing him to open a state granary for disaster relief.

What was originally just a few sentences, but the state official made it very complicated. First he was busy accusing God, then he said that God would not show mercy, and then he used a long paragraph to describe the scene of the disaster area.

After speaking thousands of words eloquently, the specific disaster situation and relief measures were not reported until the end of the memorial, which made Yuan Ming feel confused.