My whole family read my heart, and everyone became successful.

Qiao Yujiao couldn't make a fuss for the time being. Fang Xinyue got a blessing in disguise and got a system. She studied the system every day and didn't go out these days.

Zhao Letong also plans to practice quietly. He has been very busy recently and has no time to calmly comprehend his experience. It is almost time to break through to the next level.

Just because of her reputation, many people outside came to ask for help. The Zhao family's concierge was as busy as the vegetable market. It was really miserable and it would not be a problem if it continued like this.

As the head mother-in-law, Sister-in-law Zhao was also a little worried, so she consulted with her father-in-law, "Those who come to beg for help have different statuses. If Letong doesn't care about them, he will be known as cold-blooded and ruthless. But if he cares about them all, there won't be that many people." Time, don’t tire your child out.”

Zhao Biao said: "I don't care, if I let it go, Letong wants to study. If he doesn't have time, he won't care about anyone."

Zhao Letong came to Zhao Biao because of outside matters. The two boys would also inquire about information and come to report to Zhao Letong. Naturally, they could not hide it from her.

【 read? That's not possible. I'm not allowed to go to the clan school every day? It's better to tell people's fortunes. 】

Zhao Letong's heartfelt voice came to him, and Zhao Biao had a sullen face, "You must go to study. How can a great Celestial Master do it if he is illiterate?"

Zhao Letong has already come in, "Who said I can't read? I know everything. I'm just too lazy to write."

Sister-in-law Zhao was very angry. If this was her son, he would have to wait for a long time. Even if he was too lazy to write, he would be justified.

Zhao Biao couldn't stop laughing, "Then you want to be a little magic stick and tell people's fortunes?"

[That won’t work, it will waste my time, won’t it? 】

Zhao Letong definitely doesn't want to. Her current personality has gradually become more like a child's temper. Her patience is limited and she has to think about it several times. She is exhausted from doing fortune telling every day.

At this moment, the concierge came to report: "Master Song from the Qintian Prison came to visit, saying that he wanted to relieve the young lady's troubles."

"Then please come quickly."

With Qin Tianjian coming forward, these things will be easier to handle, which is equivalent to the court coming forward.

Song Lian came to the Zhao family again and was attracted by the Zhao family's formation. Instead of sitting in the front hall, she stood in the yard and felt the movement of the spiritual energy. The more she looked at it, the more shocked she became.

Zhao Biao came over with Le Tong in his arms, and Song Lian looked over with profound eyes, "We haven't seen you for a few days, and Miss Zhao has made progress again. I am ashamed of myself for the speed of her cultivation."

"Fortunately, I haven't made any progress. I'm just practicing for fun."

In Sister Fang’s words, it focuses on wild freedom.

Song Lian did not continue the greetings, "My master is back. He wants to see you. Can you come with me?"

"Lord Jianzheng?"

This was a mysterious figure. Zhao Biao could only get a glimpse of him from a distance during important ceremonies in the palace, and he rarely talked to him.

Now that Jian Zheng was about to see his daughter, Zhao Biao was flustered for no reason, "Tongtong is so young, if he offends Mr. Jian Zheng, he can't afford the punishment."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, our Mr. Jianzheng has a very good temper, especially when it comes to children, and he won't care about it."

Speaking of Jian Zheng, Song Lian felt a little strange and didn't want to mention him more.

[Dad, don’t worry, I’ll go take a look. Since Jian Zheng wants to see me, I don’t want the golden thigh that comes to my door to be in vain. 】

[If I have the protection of the supervisor, who among those outside would dare to say a bad word about me? If I am happy to tell my fortune, who can force me if I don't? 】

[Just like the Xu family, they don’t dare to let go of anything. They just endure it and prepare for their children’s funeral. 】

Zhao Letong still remembered this grievance. Although the matter was not very troublesome, what the Xu family did was very annoying.

"Okay, Tongtong, be careful. Can you take the maid to take care of her?"

"can."

Qin Tian Prison is not a prison, and Song Lian doesn't know how to take care of a child. He can also coax the child with a maid.

Jade and Coral followed the carriage with the lady's favorite pastries and went to Qintian Prison.

Qin Tian Jian is also in the palace, but it has a separate door. There is no need to enter from the palace gate. The carriage stops directly at the entrance of Qin Tian Jian.

The towering observatory makes Qin Tian Jian even more mysterious. Jian Zheng is sitting on the observatory to observe the stars more closely.

Zhao Letong climbed countless steps and felt a little sorry for Jian Zheng, "He who climbs up and down every day must have good legs and feet."

The corner of Song Lian's mouth twitched: "The prison guard doesn't need to climb up and down. He won't come down if nothing happens."

"Then how does he eat? How does he poop? Has he really become an immortal? Doesn't he need to poop if he doesn't eat or drink?"

There is no burden at all in the children's words that Zhao Letong said. Who can care about the privileges of children?

Song Lian was even more tired, "There are dedicated people to take care of me."

"Oh, it can't be you, right?"

Song Lian: "..."

If you don’t want to talk, forget about destruction.

After enduring her childish talk, I finally arrived at the observatory. There was also a small house here where the prisoner rested.

It’s not really about becoming an immortal, just don’t sleep or eat, just meditate.

Mr. Jian Zheng has an immortal demeanor, he looks very distinguished and bluffing, but his eyes are a little lively as he looks Zhao Letong up and down.

"Master, Miss Zhao is here."

"Greetings to Mr. Jianzheng."

Zhao Letong cupped his little hands and saluted decently, then looked at the prisoner curiously. The senior and the young looked at each other like this, and no one spoke first.

Song Lian couldn't stand it anymore, "Master, what do you want to say to Miss Zhao? When people come, you should speak first."

The supervisor's surname is Chen. No one knows his name. If you give the apprentice a blank look, no one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak.

"Ms. Zhao, I watched the sky tonight. Today's astrology is a bit chaotic, but it is developing in a good direction. I will make some calculations and find out that it has something to do with Miss Zhao. Can you tell me what has happened recently? What happened?"

Zhao Letong asked innocently: "Don't you know how to calculate with your fingers? Then you can continue to calculate. Ask me, I don't know."

Chen Jianzheng, why is this child so choked when he talks?

If I could figure it out, would I still ask you?

Supervisor Chen is giving his apprentice a wink to handle her. Song Lian is pretending to be stupid. You can't even handle it. Why are you looking for me?

"Child, if you talk to me carefully, it will be of great benefit to you."

The supervisor was so anxious that the master couldn't hold his posture. Zhao Letong smiled and asked, "Let's talk about the benefits first."

"You kid, what do you want?"

"Thousand-year-old purple Ganoderma lucidum, iceberg snow lotus, ten thousand-year-old ginseng essence, or the nine-turn third eye? Any one will do?"

Jian Zheng: "I still want these legendary things, but I don't have any."

"Then what do you have?"

Just as Jian Zheng was about to take out his Qiankun bag, he stopped again and said, "Child, where is the white wolf with empty gloves?"

After almost falling on a child, the supervisor became serious. Zhao Letong showed off the bracelet on his wrist and the soul-catching bell, "There must be someone better than me, right?"