When he came to the National Teacher's Mansion with the frightened people all the way to the front gate, Ji Qingyuan also guessed who the person who came was.

The messenger seemed to be terrified as he rolled in, and in contrast to his horror was the "man" in his words.

It was just one person who came to the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion.

But he scared the guards of the National Teacher's Mansion who were backed by hundreds of cultivators in the huge mansion like that.

In a sense, the guards of the Southern Chu National Division Mansion back then may not be the greatest, but their courage can be said to be the greatest in the whole of Southern Chu.

Although under the strict constraints of the national teacher, it will not be able to bully men and women, but it can be regarded as accustomed to seeing big scenes.

What's more, Ji Mo, the second-level god son, has already returned to the mansion, and if he can scare these guards like this, the identities of the people who come are only a handful.

There was only one person Ji Qingyuan could think of.

But he knew it was impossible.

Looking at the woman behind his father who was almost carried away by his grandmother, but there was still a bit of luck on his face, the nine-year-old boy's eyes were like ice.

His mother, it should be impossible to come.

It's not that it won't come, but it probably won't.

Although he has been with that mother since he was a child, and few people will tell him about his mother, Ji Qingyuan had a kind of determination for no reason at that time.

Maybe it's the certainty that comes from the deepest part of the blood.

No matter how unaware of the heavens and the earth are, no matter how much they have the means and self-confidence, they will never dare to attack them if their mother can arrive.

Even if she is thousands of miles away, the existence of that woman is the greatest deterrent in the world.

Ji Qingyuan took a deep breath.

He knew that he and his sister existed to be a lot of people...... Especially the woman in front of her had a thorn in her eye.

But if you want to get rid of them, more important than the means of murdering him and his sister is to ensure that the great priest can be dragged down.

Although Ji Qingyuan was only nine years old at the time, he knew very well that since someone dared to attack him and An Ge, it must have been repeatedly confirmed in advance, and the Great Si Ming Lin Shubai would definitely not appear.

Compared to the clumsiness of the methods used to murder him and An Ge, most of the energy of the black hand or many black hands behind him should be put into the side of the joint effort to contain the great priest......

So......

Looking at the cold gate in the distance, Ji Qingyuan was very clear.

His mother won't come.

So who is the one who came?

The nine-year-old boy's nose was cold, only to realize that he didn't know when it started, and there were actually snowflakes in the sky.

In the frost and snow, the gate of the Southern Chu State Teacher's Mansion slowly opened.

Then Ji Qingyuan saw it.

A slender figure standing in the wind and snow.

……

……

As Ji Qingyuan expected.

It was not his mother.

But the moment he saw her, Ji Qingyuan understood why the guard who reported the news before had such a reaction, unable to say his name, almost unable to say anything.

Because it was a figure wearing a hat, I couldn't see the face, and I could only tell from the figure that it was a girl.

A young girl wearing a hat.

In the wind and snow, she was only wearing single clothes, as if she couldn't feel the cold at all, but her shoulders were dyed white by frost and snow, and her body still carried the cold wind of the north.

But compared to her simple dress, her aura is so large that it makes people feel frightened.

The moment Ji Qingyuan saw it, his breathing stopped in an instant.

The fierce and majestic murderous aura and Zhenyuan were like a thick coat covering her body, and the most fierce big man was oozing cold sweat on her back in front of her.

At this time, Ji Qingyuan understood what the other military attachés shouted before, "There is no hidden breath".

The nine-year-old boy realized that every time she saw him before, she actually hid her aura.

And the one in front of her is the real her.

He is unique, a gifted sister that his mother has cultivated with all her might.

Under the frost and snow, Ji Qingyuan watched the girl slowly raise her head, and her face under the hat that was more beautiful than the frost and snow lit up the whole world in an instant.

Moonshine can be gentle or cold.

The girl quietly pulled out the long sword at her waist under the snowflakes, and with the sword light that was sharper than the moonlight, it was her sharp breath.

"Ji Mo, long time no see."

Ji Qingyuan looked at the girl holding the long sword in her hand and said to her father.

Although he was young, Ji Qingyuan was also a cultivator, and he was still a cultivator of no lower rank, that girl was the only one who was not hostile to him, but at that moment, his legs were a little weak, and many cultivators with a slightly lower realm behind him had been purely overwhelmed by this aura.

This was the first time that Ji Qingyuan had come into contact with the true qi released by a top cultivator, and he had never understood what such a huge pressure meant, but the next moment he knew it.

Because his father spoke.

Under the huge True Qi, the Southern Chu National Master became the only immovable existence in the ocean of True Qi. The other guard military attachés who were suppressed by the woman's Zhenyuan looked at the man in black who was standing quietly at the front, as if they saw a life-saving straw, and they all desperately squeezed behind the man.

After all, no matter how strong that woman is, she can't be at the peak of the ground level, she must rely on the famous sword or even the master's magic weapon to be so terrifying, no matter how strong she is, she can't resist being too young, and she is still a junior in front of the Southern Chu National Teacher, and she can't make any waves.

But in the next moment, the words of the man who was relied on by other cultivators shattered the happiness of these people.

Ji Mo quietly stared at the lonely girl at the foot of the steps, and spoke quietly.

His first words were-

"You've reached the Heavenly Steps?"

The other onlookers froze, and before they could react, the girl with the sword at the bottom of the steps nodded.

"Hmm."

Regardless of the astonishment of the onlookers, the dialogue between two men and women who seem to be in different worlds goes on on their own.

"When?"

The Southern Chu National Master calmly asked everyone else's questions.

Ascending to the Heavenly Ladder is a very great thing, not only will it alarm the beast god, but the entire cultivation world will react, and it will spread all over the world in less than half a day, so it is impossible for any cultivator to ascend the Heavenly Ladder and cover it up.

But the girl in front of her was indeed still rank four in the memories of many cultivators.

...... the hell she

The next moment, in the face of the man's question, everyone heard the girl speak quietly.

"A quarter of an hour ago."

A quarter of an hour...... The cultivator behind Ji Mo almost choked.

A quarter of an hour? This man has just broken through?

The Heavenly Rank Realm Breaking Realm must be in an extremely tight place where there are many high-level cultivators protecting the Dharma, and after breaking the realm, the cultivators are even more unable to move and be difficult to control, this woman actually appeared here in less than a quarter of an hour after breaking through the realm?!

There's a limit to joking, okay?

But compared to the horror revealed in this girl's words, no matter when the realm was broken, in the conversation with the Southern Chu National Teacher, everyone had already determined a reality that they couldn't believe.

There were other cultivators beside Ji Qingyuan who stepped back in disbelief and sat down on the ground suddenly, and countless stunned exclamations suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"She advanced to the Heavenly Rank?"

The older cultivators sitting on the ground stared at the girl at the bottom of the stairs as if they were looking at a monster, their voices trembling.

"Ten...... Fifteen-year-old Heavenly Steps? ”

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