The night became more quiet, and Yuan Zhao was arranged in a bedroom with a terrace facing the east, where he could see the first ray of sunrise every morning.

Stepping out of the terrace, you can have a panoramic view of the rolling mountains.

It is a relatively remote palace, and she chose it herself. The main reason is that it is quiet. There are no other palaces next door, and the corridor outside is usually empty. Except for the handymen who come to clean the dust every once in a while, there is no one else around.

Of course, there is now a petite guest living there, and the handyman has to come over every day to see if she needs anything.

This is the sage’s instruction and should not be ignored.

Although everyone didn't know what the relationship was between her and Shengjun, she actually allowed Shengjun to carry her back. That was an unprecedented situation, and even his sister was not treated like this. Oh, she is not a biological sister, but a stepsister, carrying Yu Li behind his back.

Disagree.

After all, the step-siblings were already adults when the old palace master got married for the second time, so naturally they couldn't bear it.

In short, the disciples of Lingyue Palace were initially angry at her rudeness until they saw her getting acquainted with Zhenjun Guanglan. The latter was kind-hearted and was a close friend of the holy king. Perhaps she was also a close friend of the two of them, and the friends got along informally.

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Everyone's hostility toward her immediately subsided and they began to show more respect.

"I am humble and happy, and I am waiting for the orders of Lord Yuan." A female cultivator knelt down on one knee and said in a heartless tone.

Yuan Zhao heard the sound and turned around to look at her. This female cultivator was very beautiful and dressed in the attire of a Dunhuang goddess. She was one of the four attendants under the Holy Lord and the only female cultivator in Lingyue Palace.

Don't be deceived by her appearance. She was once an evil cultivator who was feared by the secular world. She fanned the flames in small and medium-sized worlds, provoking wars and causing public resentment. She relied on these resentments, fears and other negative emotions to practice cultivation.

His reputation was so prominent that he attracted countless sects of decent immortals to encircle and suppress him.

Later, she met the Holy Lord, and he followed her around like a shadow, only to cause harm to her. Gradually, not only did she fail to arouse public resentment, but her own resentment skyrocketed. Before being swallowed up by the skills she practiced, she begged the Holy Lord for mercy.

From then on, there was a female cultivator in Lingyue Holy Palace who always had a look of despair, as if she was about to bid farewell to this world at the next moment. Because the Holy Lord accepted everyone, there were many rumors about him outside.

Rumors.

There are both good and bad, and it is difficult to say which one is right and which one is wrong. The sage does not care what the outside world says about him, he always goes his own way. The reputation of the sage is not diminished, and there are endless remarks such as great good is great evil.

Today, Mi Le came to serve on the orders of the Holy King.

"No need, don't disturb me when I'm in seclusion." Yuan Zhao refused as always.

She just wanted to find a place to rest for a few days. It was a matter of a blink of an eye, and she didn't have to work hard for the servants to wait outside. Mi Le didn't force it, she bowed out respectfully, closed the door of the palace, and soon there was no movement outside.

The rest of the crowd left, and Yuan Zhao placed a barrier around the palace room, then let Lin Shu out for some air.

"Hey," Lin Shu ran out of the dome-covered terrace and ran down the steps with surprise in his eyes. He held his hands on the stone railing and greedily admired the beautiful scenery of ice and snow in the distant mountains. "I didn't expect that I would be able to live in a palace in my lifetime.

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Sure enough, there is hope for people while they are alive, so it would not be in vain for her to live an ignoble life for many years.

Yuan Zhao smiled when he heard this, said nothing, and sat cross-legged in front of the steps. There were nine steps, so sitting on them didn't require him to look through the stone railings to enjoy the scenery. He could view the distant scenery without any hindrance, and the cold wind blew on his face, which made people even more excited.

Feeling relaxed and happy.

"Dongdong, it turns out you know so many masters! I underestimated you in the past." She had heard the name of True Lord Guanglan countless times. Lin Shu leaned against the stone railing and looked at the children on the steps with admiration.

, "Also, is Dongdong your pseudonym?"

She could clearly hear what Dongdong said to the Guanglan Master in Ling Gai. She was not angry because the fellow villager did not deliberately isolate the sound and let her listen openly and openly.

"Dongxiang is my nickname, I'm not lying to you." Yuan Zhao said frankly, "I just didn't expect that my name has been spread among the outside world. To avoid trouble, I followed the habit of my previous life and called myself a double character. You can also change it.

Call me Asha."

It's just a name, don't worry about it.

"Then I'd better call you Dongdong." Lin Shu said without hesitation. In her mind, the double word is a name that belongs exclusively to people on earth. "Dongdong, are you familiar with the True Lord Guanglan? I heard that he

Very powerful..."

It can be seen that the fellow villagers have many backers.

"What's the use of being awesome?" Yuan Zhao closed his eyes, "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Have you seen his hair? It was black before..."

Now it is completely white, and it is still unknown whether it can be restored.

Although he said that he met an enemy, based on the reaction of the Holy Lord, Guanglan Zhenjun's words may not be true. However, he said perfunctorily, and she listened perfunctorily, not bothering to ask questions, and it was not her own business.

Well.

"What kind of friend are you?" Lin Shu looked disdainful after hearing this.

Yuan Zhao didn't take her words to heart. Just as he was about to start practicing, he suddenly remembered something and opened his eyes:

"By the way, the master-slave contract is a temporary measure, but it is in your interest to recognize me as your master. What do you think? Do you want to terminate it?"

Although Lin Shu's true body is sealed by her seven-petal lotus, there is no guarantee that she will not meet a more powerful master than her in the future. If someone finds out that she is a weapon and asks her to forcibly recognize her master, Yuan Zhao, as an outsider, wants to save her.

It's no easy feat for her.

More importantly, with Yuan Zhao's temper, it is almost impossible to hurt his friends.

Lin Shu also thought of this. Based on her perfunctory attitude towards True Lord Guanglan, if she was in danger in the future, this little fellow would probably advise her to let it go.

On the contrary, if Yuan Zhao is the master, others must defeat her first if they want to rob her.

"No need to explain." Thinking of the fellow villager's cultivation, Lin Shu felt very secure and quickly shook his head, "That's it."

Anyway, the Taoist master cannot be seen by others from the contract. Whether he is shameful or not is a matter of opinion. If the fellow countryman cannot defeat him in the future and is defeated, he himself, as a servant, will also die. That would be great!

After hearing her reasons, Yuan Zhaomo: "..."

Finally, at Lin Shu's request, a bunch of snacks and drinks from Earth were imagined to relieve her boredom, and then she closed her eyes and practiced.

Lingyue Palace has spiritual food, including both meat and vegetables.

It's just that eating it will inevitably lead to the reincarnation of grains. In other people's territory, Lin Shu doesn't want to disturb Dongdong's practice, let alone cause trouble to her. She just eats spiritual energy, and Dongdong's transformed snacks can satisfy her homesickness.

In this way, during Yuan Zhao's practice, Lin Shu enjoyed herself, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating. Or she tried to practice the method that Dongdong once taught her to refine Qi into her body, and she had a great time.

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At the same time, in a courtyard of Lingyue Palace, two men who looked like immortals were chatting over a cup of tea and some snacks.

"Why do you want to hide things about the Xiling Secret Realm? It's not a bad thing to let her know." The Holy Lord briefly described what happened during Guanglan Zhenjun's retreat, and said in confusion, "She is in Lingqiu, there is no way she can stay out of the matter.

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After hearing this, Zhenjun Guanglan sighed silently:

"I believe you have figured out why she became a demigod and came to Lingqiu to practice. I don't know if God has any deeper meaning in this arrangement. I just know that once she learns that the barrier of the demon world has been loosened, she will definitely not be able to feel at ease.

Practice…”

As far as he knew, once monks with fairy bodies or demigod bodies appeared, it meant that there would be a catastrophe in the world. These people were sent by God to relieve the disaster.

Ah Hao hates the Demon King deeply, which also means that she has a certain degree of fear towards him.

In this case, how can she still practice meditation?

More importantly, if this matter becomes her inner demon, it will not only be a tragedy for her, but also a tragedy for the entire Lingqiu. Once these people die, who else in the world can save Lingqiu? Feng

The flute fairy?
Chapter completed!