When he told the Lord about what he had obtained in Qingcheng, he deliberately avoided an important discovery, that is, his judgment on whether the blue light source in the body of the Heart Eyebrow statue in the secret path was a spirit bead.

He should have reported such important things to the Lord and the Spiritual Master, but he didn't.

He wanted to send this news to the distant master, and he had not had any valuable news to send back for too long.

Master is becoming more and more dissatisfied with his performance, and this news should help him resolve his recent predicament.

And this is a matter of Qingcheng, it has nothing to do with Yunling, and I will not feel uneasy in my heart.

In the six years since he came to Yunling, he still seems to have really lived.

There are lords who appreciate him, there are kind and wise spiritual masters, there are peers like Gu Ting Sangli who can talk and laugh, and there are loyal followers like Tang Yu.

He felt like a normal person here, flesh and blood, happy and angry, real and happy.

Compared to my previous life, I can't think back to it, it was a pure nightmare at that time.

When I was a child, I was surrounded by poor children like myself, and all that surrounded them was harsh masters and terrible training.

However, as he grew up, he found more and more that the master was actually a poor person.

Master wears a copper-colored mask all day long, and no one has ever seen him for what he really is.

He was strict and dogmatic, but he had an extraordinary mind, he could easily create sophisticated and advanced mechanisms and weapons, and he could say many advanced and unfathomable truths, which he still admired.

Moreover, the master is still an infatuated person, he set up a mourning hall for his deceased wife at home, and the mourning hall is decorated with butterflies made by him with various materials, of different sizes, fluttering their wings, which seems to be a token of his remembrance of his beloved wife.

Since childhood, still Shu and his companions have been trained to become martial arts masters, and they have been instilled with the unbearable and ugly nature of Yunling and Qingcheng in their minds, and they have cultivated their hatred for these two countries.

It wasn't until he was sent to Wanling to join the army that he suddenly found that Wanling was rich in the people, peaceful and serene, and there was no unbearable or ugly.

As he grew older, he began to have his own judgment ability, and he seemed to be able to determine what stimulated the master to hate Wanling and Qingcheng to the core.

Still thinking about this, he had already taken Minsa to the Champion Hou Mansion.

Minsa looked at this palace, which was not magnificent compared to the others, and seemed a little disappointed.

Of course, she had just seen the most majestic Lingling Hall in Yunling, and there should be nothing more satisfying for her.

When she entered the temple, she found that the scene inside was far from being as ordinary as it looked.

The whole hall was a pale cyan, the same color as the robe that was often worn by the still described.

The lobby is spacious, with about a dozen rattan chairs lined up on either side, and the carvings on the chairs are intricate but exquisite.

The walls of the hall are decorated with regular scimitar-shaped protrusions, which are also carved with patterns, which are said to be cyan but occasionally slightly golden in one or two places.

Looking up at the top of the hall, I found that the real roof of the hall was a few meters above the main hall, and I knew that there was a spiraling staircase leading to the other two floors in the lobby.

The pavilion on the second floor is roughly oval in shape, and it is a large space, with a hollowed-out lobby leading to the ground floor in the middle, surrounded by many rooms, and there are cyan benches and balustrades outside the door.

In addition to the fact that the number of rooms on the highest floor is less, there is also a difference from the middle floor, that is, you can clearly see the roof of the temple overhead.

The hollow carving on the top of the temple is very eye-catching, exquisite and mysterious. Countless pale cyan sinuous protrusions stretched towards the center of the temple roof, joining together in the center.

The bulge becomes lighter the closer to the center, and the very center has almost evolved into ivory white, and standing here and looking up, it seems as if it is under the two wings of a cyan butterfly that struggles to spread its wings to shelter the palace.

This beautiful building can really be regarded as a carved tree.

"This is your room, how about it?" He walked up the third floor with Minsa and opened a jasper-colored door to show her the bedroom that Minsa had prepared.

Then he pointed to a door in the corridor of a steep lobby and said, "That's my room." ”

Minsa followed his hand and glanced at the room where he was still talking, and then pouted, thinking to himself that I would not go to you again.

Minsa walked into his room and saw that the decorations in the room were exquisitely crystal and dreamy.

As far as the eye can see, you can see everything in the room, the soft green carpet, the jade smooth tables, chairs and windows, and the innermost side has a silver tent hanging straight down, the tent is soft and extraordinary, and there is some silver-white light in the light of the sun.

"You should freshen up first," the voice rang in his ears, "a medical officer will come to examine your injuries in a moment, and I will come back later." ”

This sentence reminded Minsa that he was escaping from prison all the way, and he was destined to be a person in the spirit tree, and he forgot the pain of the wound when he made trouble, and this time he felt that his whole body was sore, and the wound was piercing.

Then she subconsciously looked at still Shu, and saw that his complexion was fine, and knew that his injuries must have improved most of them.

"What are my injuries, you don't need them." Minsa's voice was still arrogant, but what he didn't say was to let him go and rest, don't worry about her.

I don't know if he still understands it, but anyway, he motioned for Tang Yu to go out with him.

Before closing the door, he said with a firm expression: "Little devil, I will send someone to strengthen the protection here, take the night pearl, you remember to be vigilant and careful in the future." With that, he took the door and went out.

Minsa stood in place for a long time without moving, holding the crystal pearl of the night, thinking that he was still reminded that he was right, he had to be cautious in everything in the future, and he would carry his own troubles, and he could not affect others or his family.

Minsa turned back and looked at the glittering objects in the room, the silver hanging tent with the comfortable bed, and she sat on it, feeling tired from a day's travel, and wanted to lie down and relax.

The Champion Hou's Mansion is different, this decoration is more exquisite than the palace where he lived with his father when he went to the tomb.

By the way, I haven't sent a message to my family yet!

Mingsaho got up from his bed, strode to the door and opened it, just in time to see two maids walking up the stairs of the third floor, one holding a green eagle in her arms, and the other holding a wooden plate with a robe in her hand.

"Lord Minsa, this is the Qinghu and a change of clothes that Gongzi ordered you to give." The two maids, after receiving the nod from Minza, sent them into the room.

Minsa was moved for a moment, but he didn't expect this to be quite careful, and he forgot about the Qinghu in a big way, but he still remembered.

Minsa turned back to his room, told his family that he was safe, and then opened the window to release the eagles.

She looked in the direction of Yanzhou, hoping that her relatives at home would receive the message as soon as possible and feel at ease as soon as possible.