Of course, they didn't know that the bridge between the two was the same person, Yun Miao.
Just then, a minister who didn't know what was happening spoke up: "Every minister is here today, it's a shame that Divine Doctor Yun is the only one missing. The alliance between Xiliang and Tiansheng is thanks to Divine Doctor Yun, but it's a pity that he's not here for this occasion."
Although the meaning of the words was that it was a pity that Yun Miao did not come, this kind of occasion obviously put people in the spotlight.
The ministers are from the prime minister's party, so naturally they want to seize the opportunity to show off.
After all, for a force like the Immortal Palace, Yun Miao would definitely be accused of being disrespectful if she was so disrespectful.
Yun Mian on the opposite side raised the corner of his mouth with an imperceptible smile. It served him right. What would it matter if he offended a force like the Immortal Palace even with the emperor's favor?
Little did he know that as soon as the minister finished speaking, several sharp gazes swept towards him at the same time.
Both the Saint and Mu Qianqiu were unhappy.
"It's indeed a pity, but since Imperial Physician Yun is too busy to attend the banquet, the Immortal Palace will come to visit you after the banquet, so there's no need to bother others." The Saint's voice was noticeably colder.
But what he said shocked everyone.
Although Yun Miao has made great contributions to the Tiansheng Kingdom, he is just a small mortal after all. How could he be worthy of the Immortal Palace to visit him in person?
Mu Lansheng's deep eyes swept across the ministers, "Imperial Physician Yun was struck by a thunderbolt yesterday and is now recovering in this king's palace. It's not that he doesn't want to attend the Immortal Palace's welcoming banquet, but he simply has no other choice."
"Yun Ya... ahem, Dean Yun is injured?" Mu Qianqiu almost exposed Yun Miao's gender in public, but changed his words temporarily.
Most of the people present also saw the thunder yesterday.
Now, hearing that Yun Miao was actually injured by lightning, everyone was extremely surprised.
After all, if a normal person had been struck by the thunder yesterday, there would have been no chance of survival. So everyone was speculating whether this injury was just a shock or a life-threatening one.
The Saint Lady also just heard the news at this moment, her expression solemn: "Heavenly thunder? What's going on?"
The ten elders behind him also became anxious: "How could a thunderbolt strike someone? Is Dean Yun in a serious condition now?"
For a moment, they also forgot Yun Miao's identity as a spiritual practitioner. After all, heavenly thunder can be big or small. Ordinary lightning cannot hurt spiritual practitioners, but if it is a special heavenly thunder, being torn to pieces is a basic operation.
And what spiritual practitioners fear most is naturally heavenly thunder.
The Saint Lady and the others could no longer sit still. If the situation was not inappropriate, they would have wanted to slip away and go see Yun Miao.
Seeing that everyone in the Immortal Palace was so worried about Yun Miao, Mu Lansheng felt relieved: "Everyone, don't worry, she is fine."
Don't say there's anything wrong with it. Apart from being a little ugly, it can eat, drink, jump and dance.
The saints and their companions felt relieved.
The banquet continues.
"I heard that all the major spiritual forces are now recruiting spiritual talents. The Emperor is so magnanimous that he doesn't worry that all the talents will be lost and scattered among the forces in the world?" The saint spoke directly and got to the point.
Mu Qianqiu looked a little embarrassed. "To be honest, although the imperial court also wants to recruit spiritual talents, I heard that testing spiritual roots requires a special spiritual platform, which is only available in major spiritual sects..."
Naturally, he couldn't ask the Immortal Palace for the spirit altar with a flattering face.
Unexpectedly, the Saint Lady was very generous: "It just so happens that the Immortal Palace brought two spirit lamps with it, and you can give one to the Emperor."
The saint raised her hand slightly, and the maid behind her took out a crystal altar from somewhere and handed it to her respectfully.
The ministers also saw the spiritual platform for the first time, and they all exclaimed in surprise: "Is this what the major forces use to recruit and identify spiritual geniuses?"
"Can our imperial court also possess it?"
"It's worthy of being a fairy palace, so grand!"
Mu Qianqiu also became excited: "Is the Saint really willing to give the court a spiritual platform?"
"Of course, this thing is not valuable." The saint said lightly, making many ministers extremely envious.
This may be the foundation of a powerful force!
"Then can we take a test now?" someone suddenly said.
"Your Majesty, if you can allow the princes to use the spiritual platform, with the abilities of each prince, who are one in a million, perhaps the court will also be able to produce a spiritual genius!" The old ministers excitedly advised.
After hearing this, the others all agreed: "That's right. Up to now, we still don't know whether the princes are born with spiritual roots. Now that we can test it, why not take this opportunity to test the princes?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Qianqiu's eyes inadvertently swept towards Mu Lansheng, his expression somewhat complicated. He then took the initiative to ask, "What do you think?"
"Father, let me take the test first!" Mu Lingqi raised his hand impatiently.
Who doesn’t want to see their fate of changing their destiny for the second time?
If he really possessed spiritual talent, the mere status of a prince would be nothing.
Mu Qianqiu glared at him: "Only you can do it."
"Your son has no objection." Mu Linyuan also said lightly.
He was actually curious about whether he had the potential of being born with spiritual roots.
Mu Lansheng beside him raised his eyes, his gaze calm: "It can be measured."
Because he knew Yun Miao’s peculiarities, his feelings towards Lingtai became more complicated.
If the test shows that he is just an ordinary person, will the distance between them widen again?
"Your son is also willing to take the test!" Mu Yeting was a little excited.
Seeing that the princes were very proactive, Mu Qianqiu looked in the direction of the Saint and said politely, "I wonder if Saint could help me with a test? We don't know how to interpret the results of this spiritual platform test."
The Saint was also straightforward. She took the spirit platform and walked to the center of the banquet: "Who goes first?"
"I!"
Mu Yeting stood up first. He ignored Mu Qianqiu's disgusted expression and strode directly to the front of the saint and covered the area above the spirit platform.
His expression was proud, and he felt that he was the chosen one.
But the reality was a slap in the face, Lingtai didn't react at all.
"No spiritual roots, next one." The saint said.
Mu Yeting couldn't accept it: "How is it possible? I am so outstanding, but I can only be an ordinary mortal?"
"Royal brother, let me do it!" Mu Lengqi couldn't wait to go on stage, but his ending was the same as Mu Yeting's, the spiritual platform did not respond.
Mu Lengqi complained: "How could this happen?"
The expectant gazes of the ministers dimmed again, and they sighed and shook their heads, "It seems we can only place our hopes on the Second and Third Princes."
"Third brother, please go first?" Mu Linyuan turned his head and looked in the direction of Mu Lansheng.
Mulansheng looked forward and said, "Second brother, please go first."
It doesn't matter who comes first or last, the execution results will be made public.
Mu Linyuan didn't waste any time and stood up directly.
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