For more than ten years, she regarded the Demon Realm as her hated enemy, and never thought that one day, she would actually live in the Heavenly Demon Palace, calling the former Demon Venerable Lian Mingxuan's father, and the current Demon Venerable Lord's uncle.

In the past, she must have felt that she was an unforgivable traitor to the Xianmen.

However, Lian Mingxuan, the demon she thought of as doing all kinds of evil, now only has simple love and warmth for her, and he also saved her senior brother for her, and even the reason why he once killed people and did evil may be because he was framed by someone.

Since returning from Jicheng, Feng Zhiling has redoubled her diligence in cultivation, and she has been practicing every day except for sleeping and eating.

Even the thoughts of her eldest brother have faded a little.

Seeing her cultivating so frantically, Ling Xiao couldn't bear it, and advised her not to be too anxious, lest her foundation be unstable, her mind would be distracted, and she would go mad.

Where can she listen to it, she only feels that she has wasted more than ten years of good time, and she can't make up for it all in one day.

This day is April 11, which is Feng Zhiling's birthday.

Feng Zhiling practiced in the courtyard of the Chengluan Hall in the morning, Ling Xiao had already given her all the tips of the first Demon Sutra, and the rest was up to her to comprehend and practice more.

Ling Xiao didn't know when he stood on the eaves on the east side of the Chengluan Palace, with the sun on his back, quietly watching Feng Zhiling practice.

Feng Zhiling was practicing the Qi of Neidan to drive the Seven Absolute Aya, and Bai Aya stabbed forward in her right hand, swept left and right, and all looked good. But as soon as she entered the more difficult tricks, Bai Aya began to be disobedient, circling around her arms, and sometimes accidentally entangled herself, wrapping herself in a cocoon that glowed with colorful light.

Feng Zhiling practiced and began to compete with Bai Aya, the more difficult Bai Aya was to manipulate, the more she gritted her teeth and tried repeatedly, and there were words in her mouth: "Xiaobai, if you dare to pester me again, I will cut you into a handkerchief!"

"The Seven Absolute Silk Pieces are not something that can be cut at random. ”

Feng Zhiling was startled by a sudden voice from the roof: "How long have you been standing there?

"Little Yuhuang, if I am easily detected by you, how can I slaughter Taiyi Gate and practice the soul choke?"

Ling Xiao landed in the courtyard from the eaves, walked to Feng Zhiling's side, and gently untied the Seven Absolute Silk that wrapped Feng Zhiling's arms around with a touch of his left hand, and grabbed her left and right hands from the body, and said: "The Seven Absolute Silk is no better than an ordinary blade, and there is no way to make it obedient with brute force." Open your feet as you start, stand firm," Ling Xiao used her left foot to gently separate her left foot from behind, "Qi Luck Dantian, concentrate and calm your qi, and then, transport your true qi from the dantian to your right hand, Bai Aya will naturally change with the change of your true qi...... Don't look at me, don't move your steps. ”

Feng Zhiling originally wanted to take advantage of Ling Xiao's inattention and take the opportunity to step on Ling Xiao's feet a few times, but Ling Xiao was firmly stuck in her legs from behind - she had almost no autonomy at all, and could only control the white silk in her hand with Ling Xiao's movements.

"Control the change in the strength of the true qi, and the attack power of the white silk in your hand will also change with the strength and weakness. Blindly attacking violently will only make you waste your true qi in vain, and if you are too careful, your attack will be weak and lethal. You have to keep an eye on your opponent at all times, and when your opponent is aggressive, you can show weakness, and when your opponent is careless, you will attack with all your strength and hit the opponent's vital point. Any panic and anxiety will only allow the opponent to seize the opportunity to attack you. ”

Feng Zhiling knew that she was in Ling Xiao's hands, but it was just an ant that fell into the hands of an elephant, and a sneak attack was a ridiculously bad idea.

She simply listened to Ling Xiao's explanation carefully, and felt the true qi that Ling Xiao conveyed to her flow in her body, changing as Ling Xiao held her wrist with different strengths, or constricted, or released, and traveled freely, and the Seven Absolute Silk was like a part of her body, becoming extremely obedient.

If it weren't for Ling Xiao to convey her true qi, the two of them would never have reached this realm.

And this feeling of free control, she is a little obsessed.

- If I were one day, I would be as powerful as Ling Xiao...... Then I can avenge Master and Lan Yin, and I can catch Han Shen and find out the causes and consequences of the Immortal and Demon War......

However, Ling Xiao's level of cultivation, even if she studied and practiced hard, how long would it take for her to reach it? ten years, twenty years, or longer?

"You're distracted again. Ling Xiao said in her ear.

"Yes, uncle. Feng Zhiling quickly retracted his thoughts and changed his name - no way, it is very different from his strength, and there are still many places to ask him in the future.

She took a deep breath and said, "I know, this is like a fierce beast catching its prey, sinking into the dantian, always concentrating, taking advantage of its unpreparedness, attacking its vital points." If the enemy is strong and I am weak, then show it as weak, lead the king into the urn, and kill him again. ”

"Well, not bad. Ling Xiao praised, his voice was calm and gentle, but there seemed to be no more emotion, "Let's try the more difficult one." ”

Ling Xiao grabbed Feng Zhiling's right hand and suddenly threw it out, taking Bai Aya out of his hand and throwing it into the air, Bai Aya instantly swayed away with the trend, stabbing back and forth, wrapping, belting, and retracting as the true qi in the hands of the two of them went.

Ling Xiao said: "Don't get distracted, continue to be lucky, and try to use the true qi in your hand to control the Seven Absolute Aya." ”

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he let go of her.

Feng Zhiling felt that her body was suddenly empty and had been taken away, and the true qi in her hand suddenly weakened, and she felt a panic in her heart, but she hurriedly condensed her true qi and tried her best to control Bai Aya to continue to move according to her will, but she saw Bai Aya fluttering left and right in the air a few times, and then fell lightly, hanging half a foot above the ground - she failed.

"Why?" she wondered.

"It's hard enough to take things from the air, and it's even more difficult to control your blades from the air. Not only does it require familiarity and tacit understanding between you and the blade, but you also need to have a strong enough internal force to cultivate. Ling Xiao said.

"Are you saying I don't have either? I don't believe I can't. Feng Zhiling was unwilling to fail, so he regathered his true qi in his hand according to the mental method that Ling Xiao had just mentioned, and tried to pick up Bai Aya in the air.

It's not that easy.

Feng Zhiling worked hard for half an hour, and Ling Xiao stood quietly on the side, looking at her motionlessly, no longer interfering, and no longer saying a word.

Finally, the white silk suddenly raised her head, the bell rang crisply, and the white silk rushed straight into the sky—"It's moving, it's moving!" Feng Zhiling cheered, "Uncle, I succeeded!" She glanced at Ling Xiao, and there was a hint of praise in her eyes.

Ling Xiao saw Feng Zhiling's eyes, paused, and said with a smile: "Little Yuhuang, you have made rapid progress. As long as you have a successful start, the next step, it will be easier. - But the bell rang just now. ”

Only then did Feng Zhiling realize that when Ling Xiao was behind her and controlled the Seven Peerless Silk with her just now, the bell was quiet and quiet, as if it didn't exist.

The realm of a master is far beyond her reach at this time.

And she began to be complacent because of a little achievement.

"Just unload these bells. She said depressedly.

Ling Xiao looked at her and said, "These three little bells are not for decoration. They can use their true qi to make special noises and disturb the opponent's mind, making them a rare and good weapon. Do you really want to unload the bell?"

"Goodbye, I'll just say it casually. Feng Zhiling withdrew the white silk standing upright in the air, held the end of the bell, and began to practice from the beginning. She believed that one day, those three bells would be obedient in her hands.

"Yuhuang, your crazy energy when you get serious is really like your mother. Ling Xiao said suddenly.

He saw that Feng Zhiling had started to practice the Seven Absolute Silks again, and persuaded: "Okay, after practicing for so long, you are also tired, take a break." Today is your birthday, I will prepare a sumptuous meal for you, and today at noon, I will accompany you to eat. ”

Feng Zhiling is no longer so disgusted when she hears Ling Xiao mention her father and mother again, but she is a little curious - what kind of person is her biological mother?

"Ling Xiao, do you have a portrait of my mother?" she put away the Seven Peerless Silk and tied it around her waist and walked to Ling Xiao's side, the bell making a pleasant tinkling sound beside her.

"Yes. Would you like to see it?" Ling Xiao asked.

"Do I look like her?" Feng Zhiling asked again.

"It's definitely like, but it's not particularly similar, and it's five or six points similar. Ling Xiao replied seriously, "However, sometimes, some of your tone and actions are eight or nine points similar to your mother's. ”

"If you want to see a portrait of your mother, come with me. Originally, I was going to show you today. After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he motioned for Feng Zhiling to follow him, and the two walked out of Chengluan Courtyard.

Feng Zhi followed Ling Xiao to the gate of a solemn and quiet courtyard, there were few guards along the way, and there were only two people standing at the door, kneeling respectfully to greet their lord and little master.

Feng Zhiling looked up at the three earthworm characters written on the lintel, she half-guessed and half-recognized, and said, "Min'an Palace?"

"Sister, small character Amin. Ling Xiao said.

Entering the Min'an Palace, Ling Xiao walked to the room facing the door and pushed the door open.

This cold house is simply furnished, a set of nanmu tables and chairs, a table, and a tablet with a tablet on it, which reads: The position of the first sister Ling Long. On the wall above the altar, there was a full-body portrait of a woman, and that person should be Ling Long.

Feng Zhiling looked at the portrait carefully.

Ling Long has been dead for thirteen years, but the portrait is very new, in the painting, she is in full bloom, wearing a purple forged and embroidered gold collared gown, tied with a goose-yellow waist seal with dark stripes, and holding a long nine-section whip in her hand, the whip is thrown forward, as if it is going to stab straight at the person who is staring at the portrait. Her eyes are sharp but charming, her gaze is like a torch, the corners of her mouth seem to be slightly raised unintentionally, and her chin is small and pointed, slightly raised, like looking down at the sembling beings at the soles of her feet.

The people in the painting are not angry and self-imposing, revealing a cramped brightness and momentum.

The eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Feng Zhiling, but the momentum is something she never has.

Of course she didn't want to have it either.

"Why is my mother's spiritual seat set up here alone?Aren't the previous deceased Demon Venerables all in the Ling'an Hall?" came out of the Min'an Palace, Feng Zhiling asked.

"My sister is different. Ling Xiao said.

"Why is it different? Could it be because she is not the lord, but the queen? There are also Demon Venerables and Empress Venerables who are in Ling'an Hall. ”

"Not for this reason. Ling Xiao said.

Feng Zhiling waited for him to continue, but did not continue.