This palace is located on the top of Lingshan Mountain, demonstrating her supreme status. Outside the window, the fairy air is lingering, and the clouds are steaming. Below is an abyss. If you are not careful, you may be shattered to pieces.

The Jade Tower and the Golden Palace hold great power. Isn't it more carefree and comfortable than the Nine Heavenly Palace?

However, she looked at the painting blankly. In addition to the characters, there were two words next to them that were particularly elegant and clear: God. She was actually a goddess! Amazing! She was still holding a sword in her hand, and she suddenly felt that her throne was not favourable.

.

"Your Highness? The auspicious time has arrived..." Go out quickly.

Yes, she is going out.

After sacrificing so many people, she finally managed to eradicate the Feng clan and revive Beicang. At the last moment, she could not act arbitrarily and failed in her efforts. Once the country changes hands again and there is no hope of restoring the country, her people will undoubtedly die.

However, looking at the goddess's eyes and expression, I don't know why, but I feel so reluctant to give up.

"Your Highness?" Qinghe's voice urged again.

Realizing that he could not delay any longer, Yuan Zhao took a deep look at the portrait of the goddess and was about to turn around when suddenly a strange wind blew in the room, lifting the portrait of the goddess and flying out of the window.

not good!

Almost subconsciously, Yuan Zhao reached out eagerly to grab the painting. Unexpectedly, just when she almost reached it, the painting instantly floated away, directly out of the window far away.

She didn't think much, and even though she knew there was an abyss outside, she still jumped out of the window.

The moment she fell, she suddenly remembered. The woman in the painting was no one else, but herself! The ancient sword she held in her hand was no wonder she always felt familiar.

She longs for the carefree path to immortality, not the mere dignity of an emperor.

Without her in the world, those who come after her will take over. With or without her in the clan, it will perish eventually. People are like flowing light, extremely small and short-lived. Except for her own life, she can't control anything, and she can't change anything.

After thinking about this, I felt relaxed, and the emperor's robes automatically fell off and scattered behind me, gradually disappearing into clouds.

The self in the painting was close at hand, as if within reach. As if grabbing it would mean grabbing the life that I wanted. But just as I was about to grab it, the painting suddenly started to burn without fire.

She was so anxious that she tried her best to catch it.

Unfortunately, the painting burned very quickly, and when she managed to grab a corner of it, the rest of it turned into ashes in front of her eyes.

she:"……"

During the fall, she silently looked at a corner in her hand, feeling doubly disappointed. At the same time, from the corner of her eye, she saw the clouds and mists below gradually dissipating, and there was a forest of trees on the ground, with a long staircase extending upwards.

At the end of the stairs was a majestic temple. Huh? A familiar environment. Her attention was diverted, and she let the corner of her hand disappear like smoke. She floated down. When she landed on the staircase platform, she looked up and saw, Huh? Wuji Temple?!

She trembled and quickly looked around, seeing the familiar tree shadows and the familiar viewing pavilions.

Yes, this is Dantai Mountain! The place where my father practiced Taoism when he was young. I suddenly felt ecstatic, as if I hadn’t seen my father for a long time! I spread my short legs and rushed into the temple, and my tender little breasts sounded in the majestic Guanyu

echoed:

"Abba?! Abba——"

The Guanyu was spacious, but there was no one around, and it was eerily quiet. She saw herself like a lost child, looking around. First she went to her father's house, then to her grandma's house, and then to the pavilion where she lived.

See the classics.

Then I remembered my father's study and ran over quickly.

The little girl ran too fast and almost hit the pillar. Fortunately, she was so anxious that she quickly hugged the pillar and stopped. She turned around and saw, phew! The door of the study room was open, which meant that Dad

It's definitely in there!

She jumped off the pillar, tiptoed, tiptoed and quietly glanced at the door. A kind and familiar figure turned around and saw her, with a kind and kind smile on his face:

"Zhao'er is here, just in time. I'm going to test your studies for my father..."

Before he could finish speaking, she jumped happily onto her biological father and said crisply:

"Abba!"

"Hey! Hahaha..." Dad hugged her and laughed heartily while scolding her, "No matter how big or small you are, be careful if your mother-in-law sees you and scolds you for being unruly."

When Xiao Yuanzhao heard this, he looked at his little paws and whispered, "I'm only five years old, what rules do I need?" He put down his paws and asked with a puzzled look, "Dad, where did you and Aniang go?

?It seems like I haven’t seen you for a long time..."

It's been almost a century, right? It doesn't seem like that long.

"Well, the adults are busy, so I can't play with you all day." Dad put her down and touched the child's head, "You are here alone, have you practiced well?"

"Yes!" Xiao Yuanzhao looked up at his father, frowning, "I have already mastered the skills taught by Master, and he will definitely not be able to beat me now..."

By the way, Master has not seen me for a long time. He is wandering around somewhere.

"Huh? Are you arrogant?" Bei Yueyan sat down with a serious attitude, a hint of reproach in his tone, "How old are you? How many exercises have you learned? How dare you speak so brazenly."

"It's not that I'm arrogant," Xiao Yuanzhao was unconvinced, "Master's 'Qi Condensation Technique' makes me have few opponents, and the Xianyun Sect's 'Qi Refining Technique' allows me to surpass other cultivators. Are these all facts? Besides,

, I also want to gain knowledge, but I don’t have the skills!”

"Of course not if you don't look for it." The father's eyes reprimanded, and his beard slightly curled up in anger.

"A Qi Refining Technique is enough to protect myself, why should I run around blindly?" Xiao Yuanzhao said confidently.

My father was so angry that he laughed and cursed, "You always have so many reasons to be lazy!"

"This is called a balance between work and rest, and I can't bite off more than I can chew. I'm content with what I have, and you should be happy for me, dad." Xiao Yuanzhao was very proud of his realization.

"There are mountains beyond the mountains, so aren't you afraid of suffering from your opponents in the future?" Dad said angrily.

"I'm afraid, so I practice martial arts whenever I have free time." Xiao Yuanzhao said seriously, and then he felt happy, lying on the table and quietly offering treasures, "By the way, Dad, I also learned the witchcraft passed down from my ancestors!"

"Well, you're just learning it now, are you having to endure the hardship?" Upon hearing this, Dad became even more angry, "If you had been more diligent, you would have discovered it long ago."

"You can't blame me!" When Xiao Yuanzhao heard this, he refused and stood up straight and shouted, "It's because you didn't teach me early in the morning, otherwise I wouldn't have exhausted my cultivation and brought disaster to the people around me...

…This is Daddy’s fault!”

Humph, this little brat knows how to shirk responsibility. Dad glanced at her, thought for a while, and finally said:

"In this case, I will teach you a skill for my father. If you have nothing to do, practice as much as possible and don't be lazy."

"Huh? Studying again?" Xiao Yuanzhao thought for a while and nodded, "Oh, just study."

"Why, you don't want to learn?" As a biological father, I could tell at a glance that this little kid lacked enthusiasm.

"That's not true. It's better than nothing."

Tsk, let’s see what she can do.

No one else could ask for her, and she still looked reluctant. But there was no way, she was her biological child after all. Dad closed his eyes and stroked his beard, thinking about it for a long time. Finally he opened his eyes, stretched out his finger and touched her eyebrows, and a golden light instantly poured into the coffin platform.

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Chapter completed!