Day after day, in that remote palace room, through the barrier, one could still see the mountains outside covered with thick snow, and the sky was always gray.

The fellow sat here for ten days without raising his eyes.

No wonder there is a saying that there are no years in cultivation, and there is no age in the cold.

On the other hand, Lin Shu set a small goal for herself: to set aside an hour every day to practice Qigong.

But in fact, she started to doze off not long after she sat down. As soon as she opened her eyes, she started to be very energetic and couldn't calm down at all. This was someone else's territory, and the fellow villagers were very wary, so they put up a barrier to ensure this room.

Safety.

At the same time, she is also trapped inside. There is no way, there are too many masters here. It doesn't matter if she sees her true identity, and she is afraid that someone will take her away with greed.

She is not ignorant of good and evil, and she understands the hard work of her fellow villagers.

Hey, I really want to go and see the Baidi City that the fellow villagers call it. It is said that there is also a palace there.

Just like that, while constantly comforting herself, Lin Shu had already coaxed herself to lie down and fell asleep without finishing the pile of snacks. Looking forward to waking up, the fellow villager had finished practicing and took her back to his own territory...

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Yuan Zhao knew nothing about Lin Shu's depression, and even if he knew about it, he wouldn't bother to care about it.

There are various aspects of life, each in its own way.

Lin Shu has mediocre qualifications. If he can be willing to be mediocre, it would be a wise way to live his life. He has a good talent. In order to live a stable and stable life in the future, he should not forget to practice and improve his cultivation. It is not something to be proud of.

Just follow your heart, who is nobler than whom?

It is uncertain that Lin Shu will be able to live freely and carefree in the future, but he will never escape the fate of worshiping the heaven.

After all, when the sky falls, the tall people are the first to be hit...

Not listening to what was going on outside the window, Yuan Zhao concentrated on exchanging breaths with the Taikoo Sword, and practiced the Qigong method quietly. Unknowingly, the energy that had been consumed since coming down the mountain gradually became more substantial, and it was no longer as empty and weak as before.

As the wind blows and the sails move fast, water will fall into place.

This feeling of abundant natural power is pleasant to the body and mind, and is an effect that elixirs cannot achieve. elixirs can only be used for emergency purposes, and the improvement of strength must be down-to-earth.

The barrier of the palace was originally used by her to protect herself, but when it succeeded, it turned into a kind of confinement cage in disguise, making her breathless.

With her heart moving, she broke through the cage, soared into the sky, and regained her adult appearance in the biting wind and snow. She wanted to fly away directly and return to her home, but her reason told her that this would be rude, so she wanted to say hello to her host.

Alas, she can't escape the worldly etiquette after all.

With complaints about himself, he returned to his childlike appearance and fell down. He saw that the people outside the hall were disturbed by the movement on his side and stopped to watch. But they did not make a fuss and ran over to disturb him. It was because the spiritual energy was overflowing and there was no malice.

In this regard, she admired Shengjun for teaching a group of outstanding disciples who were self-reliant, self-disciplined and discerning.

If it were her, everyone would love her as much as she wants, but don’t offend me!

Before retreating, she received a message from Qinghe, asking her where she was, whether she was in danger, and whether she needed manpower or material resources. Only then did she know that Qinghe and Hongyao had found a group of subordinates for her to be dispatched to strengthen Baidi City.

strength.

Her original intention was to find a quiet place for practice for the three of them, and to set up a killing array to bring the entire Baidi City under her jurisdiction.

Save worry and effort, don't worry about other things.

Unexpectedly, the two of them somehow managed to win over so many people to surrender. Anyway, there are advantages to having more people. She has asked Qinghe to issue a reward order to hunt down Lan Ling'er in the name of Bai Emperor Dongxuan.

You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you are dead.

Of course, the reward for catching a living person is twice that of a dead person. There are high-grade spiritual stones and elixirs, which depend on the hunter's cultivation level.

The last sentence makes people extremely greedy, making high-level monks flock to it.

Regardless of whether they are sect disciples, casual cultivators or evil cultivators, they are all sharpening their swords and eager to try. The reason was announced to the public, saying that since Lan Ling'er claimed that Dong Hao had taken the demon spirit flag, she had to be found guilty and take the demon spirit flag obediently.

The spiritual flag is presented.

Otherwise, even if she is captured alive and taken to Baidi City, she will still be subjected to the soul-searching technique in public to clear Baidi City's innocence.

Yuan Zhao doesn't know yet how effective it will be.

In the process of falling, she suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, which seemed particularly refreshing in the clear air. She frowned lightly, fell back to her palace safely, and casually took Lin Shu, who was lying on his back, into the spiritual mustard.

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When I stepped towards the door, the palace door opened before anyone arrived. I walked to the corridor in the palace unimpeded. It was empty and no one was around. It was indeed very quiet.

This was in response to her request, not because of poor hospitality.

It wasn't until she walked out of the palace and entered the courtyard that a figure suddenly appeared not far away. It looked familiar. Yuan Zhao thought about it and recognized the figure as one of the people who greeted her in Huangzhou City.

"Waiter Ah Di, I have met Mr. Yuan." The other party said respectfully, "I wonder what Mr. Yuan's orders are?"

"Where is your sage?" Yuan Zhao got straight to the point, "I have been bothering you here for a long time, but today I have succeeded, so I came here to thank him and say goodbye."

"Back to Mr. Yuan, on the day Mr. Yuan went into seclusion, the Holy Lord also went into seclusion after seeing off True Lord Guanglan." The waiter said truthfully, "He once told me to wait. When Mr. Yuan comes out of seclusion, I can leave on my own without any courtesy."

"Then I'll ask the waiter to convey my gratitude to you." I just borrowed his place for retreat, and it's not like I owe a favor. Yuan Zhao was in a very happy mood and was about to leave directly, but suddenly he thought of the fragrance of the flowers he had just smelled, so he paused.

,Further question,

"Uh, does your Lingyue Palace have a garden?"

According to her observation, Lingyue Palace is not a place where it is like spring all year round. On this cold day, the fragrance of flowers actually floats, which shows that it has been carefully cultivated, which makes her a little curious.

Being suddenly asked about this, Ah Di couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then smiled sarcastically, "Yuanjun is so powerful. I do have a garden in Lingyue Palace, but..."

"Just what? Is it inconvenient to visit?" Seeing his troubled face, Yuan Zhao tilted his head slightly in confusion, "According to the smell, it doesn't look like some extraordinary spiritual plant, but more like a species collected from the small world."

Familiar roses, fragrant jasmine, gardenia, and a light fragrance of rose...knocked back her memory of a certain life.

The reason why the memory is still fresh is because the fragrance of these flowers was the smell of happiness in her happy marriage in a certain life. Although it was relatively short-lived, she died early and left her two hungry children to be raised by her husband who did not know how to take care of himself...

It’s because you don’t know how to take care of yourself, it’s not that you are disabled and can’t take care of yourself.

After her death, her soul has been squatting beside her family, watching her husband hurriedly getting food for the children, which is both distressing and funny.

When I think of these, I am not obsessed with the happiness of that life. I just encountered them and just wanted to see them.

"Yuanjun is really well-informed. Those are indeed not spiritual plants. They are the varieties that the saint brought back when he traveled abroad. He just planted them for his own entertainment." A Di explained, "Yuanjun wants to see nature. It's okay. Please come along.

I'll come..."

Before the retreat, the Holy Lord ordered that Yuanjun should try his best to comply with his request and not to deliberately go against the rules and cause conflicts.

He probably forgot that he had a garden that no one else was allowed to enter, and he probably didn't expect that Xiao Yuanjun had such a keen sense of smell that he suddenly smelled the smell of his garden and wanted to go and have a look.

I wish she could just look at it, alas, things are unpredictable.
Chapter completed!