Because Lin Luoran is now also the manager of the Dragon Palace, although she does not have the right to dispose of the Dragon Palace, most of the area is also open to her as the master.

The strange-looking thorny flower tree, Elle died on it at the beginning, and the ashes of her and Li Anping were buried by Lin Luoran in a mound in the Qingcheng Mountains, Lin Luoran now wants to enter the "Jiuhua Palace", as long as the "Dragon Monarch Seal" is on her, the Dragon Palace can't go anywhere, but there is no longer a need to use such a barbaric method as blood sacrifice.

The Illusory Door appeared, Lin Luoran stepped into it, and the dilapidated Jiuhua Hall appeared in front of her again.

This time she didn't hide in the beads and peep, in the entire Dragon Palace, only she could stand in front of the door of the Dragon Clan's treasure house openly, which felt really good.

The first hall was still surrounded by white mist, Lin Luoran looked at the flying fog, and remembered that he seemed to have another chance to choose...... Oh, it's wrong, in addition to Rong Donglin, the Lin family also has a chance to "catch the Zhou Ceremony", this first temple thing is for the dragon clan, although it is a thing for the young dragon to play and amuse, for the cultivators who are now poor and white, it should be considered a good thing, right?

Lin Luoran thought of the scene when he saw Xin Yuanping and a few people grabbing gifts in the beads, slowed down his mood, and stood in the center of the hall without hurry.

She couldn't let the first temple find out her mind, otherwise she would miss out on the treasure.

The spiritual platform gradually became clear, and Lin Luoran slowly settled down in the first hall. Those treasures wrapped in white mist, like naughty children, flew past her from time to time, stepped on the brakes halfway, and slipped away quickly.

In the state of emptiness, Lin Luoran's whole person was half hidden and half visible, and a cloud of green light hit Lin Luoran, which made her wake up suddenly.

Silky and smooth, Lin Luoran was holding a women's dress, a little stunned, was this her chance? How not something useful.

The things of the Dragon Palace can't be guessed by common sense, Lin Luoran thought about it, and still changed into this dress, the pink color is too coquettish, suitable for a girl like Li Xi'er, Lin Luoran really doesn't like it. Yes, there is also a hairband of the same color.

She was not willing to pick up the hairband at random, and a stream of information suddenly rushed from her palm into her brain, startling Lin Luoran.

Slowly figuring it out, Lin Luoran laughed.

She thought of a look in her heart, and the whole dress flashed brightly, from a luxurious pink embroidered peony palace costume, to a "bijia" with a sauce purple entwined with branches, and a pleated moon skirt with "a skirt moving and dragging Xiangshui" on the lower body, and as for the hairband, it became a gilt hairpin inlaid with huge gems - this clearly became the dress of a Ming Dynasty boudoir girl who was no more orthodox.

This set of dresses, called "Ruyi shirt", I don't know which powerful person to refine to please the female cultivator, the clothes are as the name suggests, the use of top materials refining, but for the function of "Ruyi change", he gave up the protective function of the monk's clothing, for the five elements of magic, it is pitiful that the defense immunity is lower than that of the clothes refined by the same level of materials, and the function of leaving "Ruyi Change" alone is really arbitrary, and a set of clothes solves various occasions - Lin Luoran regretted, what kind of head is this, it is equivalent to sending all the clothes at once, In the future, why will you come and go, and it will be strange if you can catch up with the nun.

Thinking in her heart, in fact, which female cultivator does not love beauty, Lin Luoran is naturally vulgar, her mind moved, the finely made bright dress became an ordinary dress, and the gilded gemstone hairpin became an ordinary hairband, which was tied to her head at will.

It looks much more refreshing now, so I'll wear this dress close to my body in the future.

A choice opportunity was already wasted on the "Ruyi shirt", and Lin Luoran was not nostalgic for the first palace, and walked through the first eight-fold empty palace, and reached the ninth "Palace of Nothingness".

Of course, what she valued was not the treasures in the temple, but the heavy aura.

The Void Hall is a place where treasures are hidden, and there are spirits in the treasures, and there is no shortage of five elements of aura contained in it. Lin Luoran prepared for the next time, and he went into retreat and practiced here.

The heavy hall door closed, Lin Luoran took out a futon and put it on the ground, hey, that college student named Pei Yuan still owes himself two futons, Lin Luoran scratched his head, as if he didn't tell others the address...... Forget it, wait until you get out of the customs and ask for it in person, for him it is just made of weeds, and for monks, meditating and cultivating on it will reduce the risk of going mad.

Lin Luoran threw a pill into his mouth, sat on the futon and slowly closed his eyes.

The fire phoenix and the silverfish in the beads whispered, and from time to time rain fell, and the spirit grass was not afraid of thirst. The elixir melted in the mouth, transformed into aura, and was absorbed by Lin Luoran little by little. The beads slowly transformed the aura of the treasure house into a peaceful aura that could be absorbed, and Lin Luoran's retreat life had just begun.

Lin Luoran silently recited the "Nameless Qi Cultivation Technique" obtained from Master Jia, and the spiritual platform was clarified. There is no wind and no rain in the sea of knowledge, and with the changes in the aura in Lin Luoran's body, he has spent the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter safely.

Lin Luoran didn't notice that in the Void Hall full of luxurious booths, in a shadowy corner, a black lotus seed was lying quietly, as if listening to her silently reciting the mantra - her mouth was silent, could it still hear Lin Luoran's heart?

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Lin Luoran cultivates seriously, and is often "woken up" by hunger, and she also knows that she has to combine work and rest, although she does not go out of the Dragon Palace, she occasionally goes to the dilapidated imperial garden in Longkong. This dignified Dragon Palace, it is too cold to say, Lin Luoran pried away the pearls because the Dragon Palace has no owner, and now she is the manager, so she can't steal herself, because those pearls were installed by her hard work, and it is really impossible to steal chickens and rice.

Cultivation is boring, in order to meditate, and no one speaks, Lin Luoran will rest the garden of the Dragon Palace when she is not practicing, and catch the "sea viewing platform", she will occasionally find some water spirit grass at the bottom of Dongting Lake, and she has moved a lot to decorate the garden, dug a pond in the garden, and raised a lot of carp, shrimp, crab and shellfish...... Although there is no "Emperor Flowing Pulp" now, it doesn't mean that there will be no in the future, these fish and shrimp that Lin Luoran picked out from the Dongting waters and have lived for many years at a glance are not to satisfy their appetite, but to hope that some of them, maybe there is really a hidden ancient bloodline, can they open their minds one day without relying on Emperor Flowing Pulp?

Well, although this is a luxury, but the Dragon Palace gathers the water aura of the waters, if this road doesn't work, Lin Luoran doesn't know how to solve the big task of "dividing the water tribe".

Glancing at the carp that was almost a meter long and the scales were mixed with gold, Lin Luoran had the deepest hope for it - you little things, you have to fight.

After resting, Lin Luoran began to meditate again.

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Outside of the Dragon Palace, the first year of high school classes ended quickly.

Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian are finally ready to start their side business in the endless arguments between Wei Xue and Ma Ming. During a long summer vacation, Wei Xue's family was average and she was ready to work and study, so she went to wholesale a lot of seasonal flowers every day, and went to Tianfu Square to sell them in the evening.

Because there was a "miracle" here a few years ago, the status of Tianfu Square business district was laid, popularity brought huge business opportunities, there are more and more shops on the street, and gathered popularity, Wei Xue sold flowers here, it was really a good time to pick a good time.

Ma Ming was taken out of the country by his Lao Tzu to gild, and it is said that he went to Europe for a month trip.

Lin Luodong took Huang Weijian's hitchhiker and saw the "Xiuzhen Watch Tribe" in advance, he read various posts serialized in the forum, plus Lin Luoran's experience, I think I should write a novel with my own skills, right?

The two secretly started an online serialization at home, because it was co-written, it was easy to update 10,000 words a day, and after a week, it was posted on a large domestic literary website, Lin Luodong was full of interest and coded words every day, and suffered Waterloo in less than a month...... The two stared at the poor data and looked at each other, and looked at the poor comment:

"Du Ruoxianchen": The heroine Wen is the main station? It's too cruel, the male protagonist doesn't have any role at all, and I can't stand it when I see the third chapter!

"Falling Leaves and Cold Wind": Damn, more than 300,000 words, the protagonist is still in the Qi training period, what is the situation, slow heat is not so slow, take off the shelves.

"Little Four": Sure enough, it's the heroine's text, not YY at all, not hot-blooded...... Blind my dog's eye.

"Floating like a dream": In fact, the author's writing is still good, don't hit people, maybe it's okay to change the theme.

"Lin Xiao": I despise the upstairs, and the last thing I need for online articles is writing!

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Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian burst into tears, eighty or ninety percent of the jokes they wrote were real people and real things, obviously they were very close to the real cultivation world, and now netizens like YY's works, in reality, the real monks of the Tribulation Period are running all over the ground, do these ordinary people still want to live?

Lin Luodong and Huang Weijian's dream of making money as writers was shattered, and they chose to wield a knife from the palace, this "Strange Stories of the Xiuzhen World", which is closest to the facts, was drowned in the vast sea of books by the endless new books that emerged every day, without splashing more waves.

The world is like this, there are countless people who come to Tianfu Square every year to burn incense and ask for opportunities, and there are also people who go to jump off the cliff to find the high-ranking caves, and the incense of the famous mountains and temples is prosperous, but they don't know that the "true god" is around, and they are penniless in the online text.

The two of them had to stop making money for the time being, because a year after Lin Luoran entered the Dragon Palace, Lin's father and Lin's mother's world tour completed a stage, and the two returned to Rongcheng.

I have seen thousands of miles of ice in the north and eaten delicious sturgeon from Northern Europe; I have felt the wind and sand of the Gobi, and the burnt aroma of roasted whole sheep and mare's milk wine are a perfect match; A vast grassland on the plateau, a lofty and vast blue sky; Newly made wines from vineyards, aged in cellars; Thrilling cruise through the Straits of Malacca...... Because they have gone far and seen a lot, the two teenagers feel that there is something different about Dad Lin and Mom Lin.

Dad Lin had an epiphany during his trip and entered the middle stage of Qi training.

Mother Lin has broadened her mind, and a woman's world is not just in the kitchen of a square inch, but only for the company of oil stains all day long. The most important thing is that the inferiority complex of Lin Ma's temporary inability to practice has faded a lot, the second elder of the Lin family, Lin Dad is elegant, Lin Ma is generous, and she is living her own life.

This was Lin Luoran's first year of retreat.