Yun Zhenzi sighed leisurely and said, "I'm also very unconvinced in my heart, but this is the ancestor's decision. Yun Zhenzi flipped his palm. A piece of jade slip appeared in his hand.

As soon as Qiu Wei raised his hand, the jade slip in Yun Zhenzi's hand flew into Qiu Wei's hand. Qiu Wei glanced at Yu Jian, snorted coldly, threw Yu Jian to the junior brother beside him, and walked away.

Everyone circulated the jade slip, and they became more and more indignant in their hearts, but they had no choice but to leave.

This kind of recording jade slip has the same effect as the Linglu seal, but it is not a three-dimensional image, but a flat image, which is one grade worse than the Linglu seal.

In the jade slip, the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Dugu, ordered that the ninth peak be handed over to the wife of Liyuan, and everything in Liyuan will be taken care of by Liyuan's wife. The Ten Thousand Swords Sect provides convenience and assistance, and at the same time, it should restrain the disciples in the sect and not disturb Liyuan.

"Don't disturb the abyss. The phrase is vague.

Because Yun Zhenzi said to the outside world that Liyuan was a retreat, what everyone understood was that they were not allowed to go to the ninth peak to make trouble, which disturbed Liyuan's Qing Xiu. Only Yun Zhenzi and a few insiders knew that what the ancestor meant was not to allow them to touch the treasure body of the abyss.

Most of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, although they didn't know that something had happened to Liyuan, they knew that Liyuan was sent down from the Heavenly Realm by the Ancestor. Even the ancestor himself has a lot of respect for Liyuan. At the moment, they were silent one by one.

On the ninth peak, Mei Shu, Mei Xiang, Mei Xue and other female disciples were losing their temper, crying and crying. The male disciples were busy packing up their things.

In addition to ordering Nan Rong Anxian to be in charge of the Ninth Peak, Yun Zhenzi also had a second order: "The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, except for Su Jing and Wang Sheng beside Liyuan, the others will move out of the Ninth Peak on the same day." "How can these female disciples who have a crush on Liyuan not be sad?

Sadness is sadness, disobedience is disobedience.

A day later, the ninth peak was empty.

Shuling couldn't wait to summon the eunuchs, palace maids, and guards she brought from the Nanrong Dynasty to the Ninth Peak. Obviously, there are only more than 100 people, but the Nuoda building complex that can accommodate 1,000 people is occupied. Only the small courtyard that was originally placed was not moved.

Qing Lan saw that Shu Ling was about to move into the core building of the Ninth Peak Sword Grid Platform, the Nine Directions Palace, how could she be willing? She stood at the door and stopped Shu Ling. "Princess Shuling, this is the main hall. It's the place where the lord lives, and your status ......."

"Smack!" a loud ear landed on Qinglan's face.

After Shuling beat Qinglan, she scolded: "Cheap maid, who is your master? The concubine is now in retreat, and as a princess, I naturally have the final say in the family!"

The two eunuchs stepped forward, dragged Qinglan out, dragged her to the door, and pushed it hard.

Qinglan rolled down the steps with a grunt. The eunuchs and palace maids next to him burst into laughter.

......

An Xian walked out of the tower and returned to the sword grid platform, and he sensed that something was wrong.

The withdrawal of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was known to Yun Zhen, and Yun Zhen had already told her.

The peak master token of the ninth peak is in the hands of An Xian. It's just that when I raised my eyes, I saw the palace maids, eunuchs, and guards dressed in the uniform of Nanrong Palace. An Xian almost thought that he had crossed back to the Nam Rong Palace.

Peacefully returned to his small courtyard.

There was a low cry in Qinglan's room.

Peacefully pushed the door in. Qinglan hurriedly wiped her tears, trying to hide it. But the gauze around her forehead said it all.

"Who did that?" An Xian's first reaction was that Qinglan was beaten.

Qinglan choked up and said, "Madam, I accidentally wiped the air and fell when I went down the steps by myself. ”

An Xian took off the gauze from Qinglan's head, found the wound, and put his hand on it. A wisp of spiritual power poked out of her palm. The spiritual power was like a potion, gently wiping Qinglan's wounds.

Qinglan felt that the wound was warm and comfortable. She burst into tears and laughed. "Madame has become an immortal master, it's good!"

An Xian said: "I'm just getting started. The spiritual power is very weak, it can only relieve your pain and make your injuries heal faster, but it can't heal you in a few minutes. Where else are you hurt?"

Qinglan immediately took off her coat and pointed out the bruises and contusions all over her body to An Xian, asking An Xian to use her spiritual power to help relieve her pain.

Looking at these injuries leisurely, it really doesn't look like they have been beaten. She asked, "Sister Qinglan, are you comfortable?"

Qinglan nodded repeatedly. "Madame, so amazing!"

"Who pushed you down the stairs?" asked An Xian again.

Qinglan blurted out: "Fuzo and Fukang, those two bastards!" After speaking, Qinglan knew that she had leaked her mouth, and hurriedly remedied. "Ma'am, don't ask them why they pushed me. The filth between slaves and maids may stain your ears when you say it. ”

An Xian used his spiritual power to "soothe" all the injuries on Qinglan's body, eliminating redness, swelling and pain. Qinglan said that she was already fine, and Zhang Luo was going to prepare a meal for An Xian.

An Xian said: "Sister Qinglan, you pack up, let's move to the Jiufang Palace." It's spacious over there. An Xian had already understood that she would be arranged to live in this remote small courtyard, and it should be the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who sent her over on his own initiative. Yun Zhenzi and the others usually don't ask about mundane things, and they can't think about it for a while, which is normal. Now that the ninth peak is in charge of herself, An Xian will not wronged herself.

Qinglan hesitated for a moment and said, "Madam, there are just two of us, it's okay to live there." Doesn't it need to be?"

An Xianyi frowned, "Sister Qinglan, are you disobeying my orders?"

Qinglan was startled and knelt down. "The slave didn't dare. Madam, Princess Shuling has moved to the Jiufang Palace. ”

An Xian sneered. "There is no princess here! only Aunt Shuling! Get up, follow me, and go to the Jiufang Palace!"

"Madam, there are so many of them!" Qinglan knelt down, tears rolling out of her eyes.

Although the peace is in the spirit, the physique is strengthened, and there are more than ten or twenty mortals, so you don't need to pay attention to it. There are hundreds of people around Shuling, and excluding the palace maids, there are at least fifty young and strong. Among them, most of the guards have practiced martial arts.

Ordinary martial artists, those with strong kung fu, can definitely fight against immortal cultivators of the third and fourth levels of the spirit level. Shuling, a princess, should not be able to recruit such a strong martial artist, but there is no problem in buying a few practitioners.

"Sister Qinglan, get up, let's go find a helper first. ”

An Xian took Qinglan, took the elevator, got on the sword head platform, and entered the Yuejue Tower.

Su Jing and Wang Sheng lived in the tower room on the first floor of the Yuejue Tower.

An Xian stood at the door and said in a loud voice: "An Xian, the wife of Liyuan, pays a visit to Senior Brother Su Jing and Senior Brother Wang Sheng. ”

The heavy stone door slowly opened to both sides. Su Jing and Wang Sheng walked out side by side. The two bent down, bent to ninety degrees, and said respectfully: "Su Jing (Wang Sheng) to see my sister-in-law." ”

Their deference made An Xian a little flattered.

Her heart fluctuated, and Liyuan's prestige among the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was so high? Didn't Yun Zhenzi say that there were many things about Liyuan that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect didn't know?

On the surface, he was calm and calm, raising his hand to help Su Jing and Wang Sheng. "The two senior brothers are polite. Leisure, but the newcomer to the Tao, can not afford the great gift of the two. Having said that, she didn't immediately dodge away, but she had already received the salute from the two of them.