The wind blew, and countless curtains fluttered on the high walls. Tong Ling'er stood on the high platform, the wind blew her white hairband, her red lips bit tightly, and a trace of blood oozed slightly, allowing the pain to wake up wantonly.

Spread out the palm of his hand, the clump of qi power could not emit any light, "yellow, primary" as if imprinted in his mind, his gaze through this layer of curtain, such a huge snow country, like this wind blowing up the curtain, has some meaning of drifting with the tide.

"It's been six years." Tong Ling'er muttered softly, as if she had a feeling of being in a different world. She still remembers the scene when she was brought from the real world to this ethereal world by the queen mother, this is a snow country different from the real world, where people rely on the level of their complexion to determine their status, she is the eldest daughter of the queen mother, the object of everyone's expectations, but they don't know that she is not a person in this strange world.

She has been learning the art of complexion for six years, but there is no progress in the test every year, which makes Tong Ling'er, who lives in the snow country, extremely painful.

The world where the snow country is located is a country that compares the colors of the power of qi, there is no magic here, there is no immortal illusion, only the cultivation of qi. The technique of complexion has been the efforts of countless generations of inheritors in the Snow Country, and now only Queen Dugu has cultivated the light of Ziwei, and this technique of complexion has become the only selected condition for each generation of inheritors of the Snow Country, and it is closely related to everyone living in the Snow Country.

The art of complexion has been inherited for a long time, everyone's cultivation is different, some people have not reached the height of cultivation in their lives, and some people have not had much time but can achieve a more ideal effect, for generations, no matter how long the time is, the people in the palace will always have a more obvious effect than the folk cultivators, which is also the main reason why the Tong family has always been hegemonic.

Of course, the final result of the power of qi is not determined by the condition of qi alone.

First of all, it is the power of a person's complexion and feeling, which is divided into seven ranks: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, blue and purple are relatively rare, the primary level is the entry, the intermediate level is the understanding, and the senior level is the qualification.

Secondly, it is a person's technique, which is actually the skill of using the complexion, these skills are a person's flexibility and softness, and when the general cultivation is purple, you can practice some skills to use these complexions, which are divided into basic skills and flexible skills, and each skill can be subdivided into one to seven ranks.

Finally, it is the perfect display of the power of qi, which is divided into four levels: heaven, earth, stem, and branch. Ordinary people mostly cultivate as a branch level, if you want to obtain a more advanced level, you must join some schools or clans to carry out systematic cultivation, and the entire Tong family has the top qi power in this kingdom, and the earth level has always been beyond the reach of ordinary people, and some of them have been professionally cultivated for decades until the end is just a dry level, and the heavenly level has never appeared since the records began.

Tong Ling'er heard Wuyun Zhuo tell the story of the Tong family, some of them are people with extremely high IQs who have reached the earth level through their own cultivation, and there are also some people with mediocre qualifications who have been fruitless for decades, but because of some adventures, they instantly improved their qi power, such as encountering beasts and beast souls, and those who fell off the cliff and met hermit masters who taught them what they had learned all their lives. In this world dominated by the power of qi, how many people look forward to relying on these to enter the nobility, and after unsuccessful cultivation, they hope that these chance encounters will gain the wisdom of a lifetime, but there are those who die tragically under the minions of wild beasts, and there are also those who die under the cliffs.

Tong Ling'er came here with the aura of the Tong family, everyone firmly believes that she has qualifications that ordinary people can't surpass, and when she reaches the age to cultivate her complexion, year after year, it has been six years, she has never made any progress at the elementary level, if her cultivation can't reach the advanced complexion, she doesn't even have the qualifications to practice skills, how can she talk about the future lord of a country in the snow country? Is it because he doesn't belong to this planet, so he is destined to decline in the status of nobility? Tong Ling'er was extremely painful in her heart: "Since I am so incompatible with this world, why do you send me to this world?" After a long while, her feelings slowly calmed down, and her expression was still calm, but she shook her head bitterly.

Tong Ling'er couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, thinking that Queen Su Ri checked her body, it showed that she had a soul element that was larger than ordinary people, and as she grew older, her soul element was also growing, which indicated the powerful power in her body, but why did her qi power not improve at all? Tong Ling'er raised her palm, with a silver-white diamond on her fingers, although it was a diamond, but there was no light, all day long like an aluminum foil, I couldn't see any preciousness, this is the only relic that my father left to himself before he died, from Queen Dugu brought her here until now, she has worn it, it seems to be a kind of attachment to her father, and it seems to be a kind of attachment to the world she lived in before: "Father, I am going to live up to your expectations after all." ”

"Ling'er." As soon as Tong Ling'er turned around, she suddenly found that the queen mother was standing behind her at some point. Her whole body is plain, without any carving, but her eyes always reveal a majesty, she is the king of the Tong family, the king with the most powerful power.

"Ling'er, are you still thinking about today's quiz?"

"It's just a reappearance of the past, and I didn't think much about it." Tong Linger tried her best to hide her sadness and disappointment in front of her mother.

"Ling'er is sixteen years old now, right?"

"Yes, Queen Mother."

"In two years, you will be an adult, according to the agreement between us and Guiyunzhuang over the years, you can go there to cultivate, there are many masters there, and you will definitely find the reason for the loss of your strength."

"Yes, two more years." Tong Ling'er's heart couldn't help but become sour: "In another two years, if this is still the case, I will not be able to meet the qualifications for cultivating skills, and I will have to leave this palace, bid farewell to my aristocratic life, and can only become a commoner, these cannot be changed." ”

"It's okay, Ling'er, if that's the case, I will definitely send you into Guiyunzhuang in advance. No one can deprive you of the status of the eldest princess, and the queen mother believes that these are only temporary and will definitely get better. ”

"Mother, I will work hard, Sister Su'er can practice to the intermediate level in three months, and I still have two years to go."

"It's really rare to be able to practice to be cyan in three months." The sky gradually darkened, and the wind that blew up also had a slight chill: "Okay, go back, prepare well, there will be guests in the palace tomorrow, accompany me to socialize." ”

"Who?"

"We'll find out tomorrow."

"Yes, Mother." Tong Ling'er seemed to be stroking the aluminum foil-like diamond with her hand, as if she was making up her mind.

Tong Ling'er met her mother's gaze and disappeared into the black night with her mother, and the aluminum foil diamond on her hand lit up the moment she turned around, coldly carving a halo in the black curtain.