"The head of the family forgives the crime, Qing'er is really rash today."

Inside the house, Lin Biqing picked up the candle fire that he accidentally extinguished from the ground, found a fire note to light it, but Feng Ling waved lazily: "Forget it, it's better not to light it, I can see it without my eyes."

As he said that, Feng Ling stared at the outside of the house without moving.

She was right. Her divine thoughts were so hard to see with her eyes. At this moment, she looked at the figure leaving by the door outside the house. She couldn't help but feel even more sad. What happened to Taiyi? She walked to the door and didn't come in, turned around and left. Didn't you know if you were to knock on the door?

However, seeing Taiyi coming and leaving, Feng Ling couldn't even fall down, so she went to pull the door bolt. After thinking about it, she still gave up her sleep.

The next day, there was not much attention in the morning competition. Feng Ling slept until noon. Although the cultivators did not need to sleep to replenish their physical energy, they could take various elixirs, and the benefits were still good, but all living things were circulating. Even if they were given to the gods, they could replenish their energy.

Furthermore, when the gods do not dream when they sleep, the soul can rest when they sleep, and the energy in the body will be replenished more than that of ordinary people.

Feng Ling has slept very little in the past year, but now she has time to get her lost energy back, so she has been sleeping for a long time. If she hadn't smelled the aroma of food coming from the main peak, she would probably have slept until the competition ended in five days.

When Feng Ling woke up, Lin Biqing was not at the front of the house. Maybe she said that she did not need anyone to serve her clothes and food, so Lin Biqing took advantage of her curiosity to go to the main peak to watch the competition, which was lively and lively.

Therefore, looking at the empty room, Feng Ling sighed, "Oh! She is so kind to the girls around her! She doesn't even beat her face wash when she wakes up. No wonder others treat her monarch as a servant. Well! We have to make good rules in the future.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling made a gesture, put on makeup that covered her face again, and prepared to go to eat with the fragrance.

At this moment, Feng Ling suddenly remembered something that was terrifying, right! She was casting spells and deliberately, and ordinary people could not see her true appearance. The guy called Mr. Ying last night said that he knew her, so did he say that when he saw his appearance, or after seeing his true appearance.

If he saw her true appearance, he thought that his cultivation was naturally higher than her, and her true appearance was slightly different from ten years ago or even a year ago. After all, the appearance of a god will change as his cultivation level increases.

After Feng Ling cut off her good thoughts and gained the aura of a king, her appearance changed a little more and more like herself in her previous life. Therefore, even if Di Jun came back to life, she might have to recognize her for one or two breaths. However, this person came to the conclusion of knowing her at once, which seemed to show that he had seen her recently, and had seen her for at least a year.

But in the past year, Feng Ling has been using Lei Zeyue's identity... Could it be that the identity he knows is Lei Zeyue!

This is a disaster!

In order to facilitate the allocation of cultivators, Lei Zejun did not use any cultivators from other sects. He only had the Demon-Observing Sect, so he did not have a deep friendship with other sects. It was even said that Lei Zejun is not likable in Taoist sects now.

The Huayang Sect is a recognized Jiuzhou National Sect in the world. It is in a hostile relationship with Lei Ze, both on the surface and behind the scenes. Therefore, if they knew that Lei Ze's king Lei Zeyue was here, she would probably be besieged by the entire Huayang Sect, and at the same time, other sects would not be able to help her and stand on her side.

In this way, it may be a more serious situation. In order to protect her, Yu Yao Sect must declare war on the Huayang Sect, which is the leader of the lower Taoist sect today. If Yu Yao Sect makes a fuss, it will inevitably become the enemy of the Taoist sect in the world.

This is not good. As the saying goes, some things can affect the whole body, and sometimes a little problem may cause the event to deviate from operation, and even if the chances of winning are in hand, it may reverse it.

Feng Ling thought of going out in a hurry, and saw that there was no one in the yard, so she flew up to the main peak.

At this moment, lunch is being used on the main peak. Huayang Pai’s meal is famously the most unpleasant. Today, it is quite rare. It can actually smell on top of other secondary peaks, probably because it has changed to chefs.

Feng Ling has not been to the Huayang School cafeteria these days. Because she had heard that there was no delicious food in Huayang School, she had already fasted her. At most, she sometimes wanted to eat a few bites in order to fill her mouth, so she never set foot here.

When I arrived at the door, I heard the bustling crowds in the cafeteria. However, I was unexpected that the two disciples of the janitor were stopped: "Wait! This is a place for martial arts monks to eat. The servants and servants should not enter."

"..." Well, the three female monks last night regarded her as a maid, and now someone regards people as servants. It seems that they are not blind.

Feng Ling sighed. For more than a year, she was only in the Taoist conference. She was so angry every few days. For nothing, she endured it.

However, she was still ready to go in and see the situation inside, so she hooked her fingers on her back. If someone was interested in this, she would definitely see a clear smoke wrapped around her fingertips. As soon as the smoke entered the other person's mouth and nose, the other person would be confused by Feng Ling and automatically give way.

This is a relatively ordinary small magic, but it also depends on the level of cultivation. For example, the two disciples in front of him are practitioners of Taoism and want to be confused unconsciously. Perhaps only a few elders on this mountain can do it, but the elders do not know how to confuse the arts, and only the demon clans or demon clans can practice it.

So Feng Ling was not worried about being discovered.

But at this moment, a sneering sneering sound came from behind Feng Ling, followed by the shattered footsteps of two female disciples: "Oh, isn't this Wu Zhenren's maid last night? You don't think you are superior to others, why are you still stuck outside?"

Feng Ling heard the sound and realized who these two female disciples were. She was undoubtedly the two children who came to her yard last night to shout and drink at her, but she despised once, Zi Tong from the Great Nine Palace, and Xue Rong from another sect.

Fortunately, she is now over the age of high spirits and has no temper when she hears this. Otherwise, before these two beautiful girls come to her, they will have already held hands to meet the King of Hell.

Feng Ling retreated aside without saying a word, then heard the Huayang Sect disciple who was blocking the door greeting the two with a smile, and opened the curtain of the canteen: "Two fairies, please come in quickly."

There is a poem that a graceful lady is a good match for gentlemen. Looking at the sudden change of faces and extremely flattering actions of the disciples of the Huayang Sect, Feng Ling couldn't help but think of this. She was really a guy who could see the momentum, but it was also ordinary. The two little ladies in front of her were indeed beautiful, and the disciples who stopped the door were young, so naturally they yearned for it.
Chapter completed!