When the king walked out of the main hall, someone was already waiting outside.

At sunset, a woman stood there with a calm face, three hundred years without seeing, and the years had finally left a mark on her face.

Women's qualifications are not high, if it weren't for the king's power to forcibly infuse spiritual power, I'm afraid that even Jindan would not be able to reach it, three hundred years ago it was already the peak of foundation building, and now it has only reached the late stage of Jindan.

Seeing each other, the woman smiled and said, "You're back?" ”

This moment seemed to go back to three hundred years ago, when the two met for the first time in the palace...... The woman's name is Qiao Qiao, the former princess Tian.

The king's authority is like a cat that has been caught stealing, and he is a little at a loss:

"I just came back, and it's a bit important to find the boss."

The woman nodded, as reasonable as ever, and asked, "How long are you going to stay?" ”

"It shouldn't stay long, and I'll have to go to Sanxian Island to take up a post in a few days."

Qiao Qiao's face was as usual, but her eyes couldn't help revealing gloom, the man had been missing for a long time, and she had learned a lot about the other party from others, the disciple of the Immortal Emperor, who had repeatedly performed miraculous feats, and fought against the enemy with the Yang Emperor outside the territory, the woman did not have the slightest doubt - in her heart, he was omnipotent.

"I'm sorry, I didn't wait for you to come back." The woman's eyes suddenly drooped.

Wang Quanquan was stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to remember this, he shook his head and said:

"There is nothing wrong with being able to live a few hundred more years after the tribulation, and your cultivation will go further."

After speaking, he took out a wooden box from the storage bag and handed it to the front of him:

"Inside are some pills I made, which are helpful for cultivation."

He really thought that the other party was worried about the cultivation of things.

The woman has always been gentle, and she did not make a fuss because the man would be wrong, she took the box and opened it gently.

The texture of the wooden box is peachwood, which has just been made, and it still has a fresh wood fragrance, and the corners have been specially polished, and it is not awkward.

There is a wooden comb in the box, which is woody and fragrant, and it is a high-quality gloomy wood.

The woman took out her comb and said, "This helps with cultivation?" ”

Seeing this, Wang Quanquan twitched his face and took the wrong one.

The woman was so clever that she handed the comb back, "It's going to be given to the Red Fairy, right?" ”

But the king shook his head and said;

"No, when I left Beijing, I bought a batch of goods, and I thought of going out to set up a stall to sell, but I caught up with the war between the two realms, and it was three hundred years after I left, and most of those clothes and jewelry were rotten, which was gloomy and wooden, so it was not affected.

I thought that I couldn't do business, so I simply made a few boxes and put them together, planning to give them to people I knew. ”

In order to verify his statement, Wang Quanquan opened the storage bag and poured out a large number of wooden boxes, both long and flat, square.

After pulling it for a long time, he finally found a similar one, handed it over and said, "That's it." ”

Seeing this scene, Qiao Qiao's originally depressed mood was inexplicably better, and no matter how knowledgeable a woman was, she couldn't help but feel jealous in her heart after all.

She took the wooden box and opened it, there were ten pills neatly placed inside, the color was from light to dark, and the usage and dosage were intimately marked inside.

Wang Quan explained:

"There is a place called Lingmen in the Yangcang Realm, and it is rumored that the Holy Spirit lives in the Lingmen, but all the monks who have been there will be blessed by the Holy Spirit, and the roots and bones have improved a lot. On the basis of the original myelin cleansing pill, I added the lake water of the Holy Spirit Realm, and the effect was several times higher than before. ”

At first, he thought that the water of the lake in the Holy Spirit Realm could not be drunk, until he went out once, and accidentally saw a small beast with big ears drinking water by the lake.

Wang Quanquan stepped forward curiously, and saw a shallow indentation on the surface of the flat lake, and he used a spoon to pick up a spoonful of lake water, which was crystal clear and jelly, sweet in the mouth, and extremely high in spiritual energy.

Since then, he has begun to discover the different ways of using the lake water, almost to the point of extravagance, even bathing and watering the ground, the effect is also very significant, the skin is much smoother and delicate, and the fairy grass that can only grow in decades can take shape in a few years.

……

The woman put away the comb and pill and asked, "Do you want to go to the east side of the mountainside?" ”

The king, who was still hippie and smiling, withdrew his smile and nodded solemnly.

When the two of them reached the east side of the mountainside, the sunset had completely set, the sky was lit up by stars, and a yellow-green band of light appeared above the entire Lingyun Sect, like a thin veil rising with the wind, and it was a different shape every day, and in Jiuyuan, this scene was called "Aurora".

Wang Quanquan was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, there were dense tombstones in front of him, all of which were monks of the Lingyun Sect who died in the battle between the two realms, some of them had just fallen one moment, and the next moment the news of the truce came.

Wang Quanquan slowly walked to the center of the cemetery, carefully looked at the names on each tombstone he passed, and when he met someone he knew, he stopped and stood for a moment, recalling the appearance of the other party in the world.

He stopped and walked until he came to a white jade tombstone, where he stood for a long time.

The owner of the tomb died in the last battle, and the royal authority took her to the battlefield, but failed to bring her back alive.

He squatted down, carefully cleaning up the surrounding weeds, the word "姮 green" on the tombstone always stabbed his eyes, after he was captured by the Netherworld, this silly girl ran to the northern battlefield to find someone, just happened to meet the enemy attack.

That battle was the most tragic of the four major battlefields, the commander of the Lingyun Sect killed Wubei Yao, the deputy commander Shen Xiao disappeared, the master of the Sword Hall Nanfeng Ao broke off an arm, and Pu Wen and Huang Jinguang were seriously injured and fell to the green......

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Dynasty, the prison of the Criminal Department of the capital, a young man with a butt of blood was thrown to the ground.

"What kind of hard bone should I be, I'll faint when I go down with two sticks." The jailer laughed and cursed, and turned to leave.

After a while, the young man woke up slowly, and he no longer had the arrogance of yesterday, he offended the three evils of the capital at one time, and it was a miracle that he could live to this day.

When he was just arrested by Jing Huwei the first day, he checked the household register for a long time, and he didn't find out where the young man named Wang Yijing came from.

Sticks, boards, whips, urns...... The torture instrument worthy of the name has been used all over again, this guy has not even broken the skin a little, and the official is not stupid, knowing that he may be able to do evil arts, he ordered someone to find a large bucket of black dog blood, but before he could splash it out, the bucket was inexplicably buckled on his head.

Seeing such an evil sect, the Criminal Department had to temporarily put him in prison, and the next day he invited the real person of Qin Tianjian to break the spell, and it was not too late to clean him up.

It's just that I didn't expect that just one night later, this guy became like a papier-mâché, and after a few sticks, none of the farts came out, but he was already faint.

This is rare, but it's not uncommon.

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Three hundred years ago, when the female emperor was in power in the late moon, there was a flower thief in the capital, who harmed the girls of four or five families one after another overnight, causing a lot of trouble.

There is always a handful of gray and yellow hair left at the scene of the crime, and the victim woman does not remember what happened at all, so some people speculate that it is the mountain weasel who became a sperm and harmed the handsome scholar who passed by.

There is even a kind of heart-wrenching remarks among them, saying that if a woman is called the emperor, she will suffer disaster, the country will die, and evil will run rampant.

The more the story spread, the more evil it became, and many people in Beijing had dead birds and dead rats at the door of their homes, some of them had no heads, and some of them were bitten off most of their bodies, like being eaten by weasels and leftovers, and people were panicked for a while.

The government and the Jinghu guard sent a large number of people to block all the streets and alleys after the curfew, but there are still girls killed every day, and the perpetrators slowly change from picking flowers to killing people, the deceased often has two small bite marks on the neck, accurately cutting off the trachea and blood, and the other party seems to be a pervasive weasel.

The empress was in a mess, she naturally didn't believe that the emperor's angry capital would have any monsters, but if the murderer could not be caught, it would make people with a heart make a fuss about it, and it would affect the entire country at that time.

She really had no choice, so she personally went to the Sword God Temple to put a stick of incense on it, and sincerely prayed that the Sword God would protect the safety of the people.

Early the next morning, there was an ugly man who was tied up by five flowers at the entrance of the Shuntian Mansion.

The man had a yellow talisman pinned to each side of his waist, and a dry weasel tail in his arms, but most of his hair had been bald.

The prefect of Shuncheon is not a wine bag and rice bag, and he guessed the identity of the other party at once, and before he could use the big punishment, the man took the initiative to confess, saying that he was the flower thief who made a lot of trouble in the city.

He began to practice evil arts at the age of twenty, and he became a little successful in his thirties, with two spiritual runes around his waist that can disturb people's vision, with special formulas, not people who have attained the Tao can't see him at all, plus the exclusive configuration of the ecstasy, the boudoir of the whole capital is allowed to enter and exit, it is the empress's dragon couch, and you can go if you want to.

In order to confuse the public, every time he commits a crime, he will deliberately leave a weasel hair, and find some sparrows and mice to throw at other people's doors.

The criminal confessed, and the empress personally ordered the beheading of the saint, which was executed in a few days, and the executioner cut off the wide steel knife, and the head fell to the ground in response, but there was no blood.

In full view of everyone, the death row inmate calmly picked up his head and pressed it back.

This scene shocked everyone, seeing that three o'clock in the afternoon was about to pass, if the demon could not be beheaded, the supervisor would have to follow the bad luck, just when he was so anxious that his head was sweating, Qin Tianjian sent a rune paper, the rune paper was pasted on the steel knife, and all the demon spells could be solved.

Seeing the rune paper, the demon was no longer as fearless as before, and he didn't know where to give birth to the strength, "snapped" and broke the rope on his body, pinched a law decision in his hand, and said "disease" lightly in his mouth, and the wind was under his feet, and he flew out by stepping on the heads of the onlookers.

He made up his mind in his heart that if he could escape this time, he would definitely go to the palace to taste the empress.

It's just that the next moment, a fairy sword flew from the sky, and with a slight sweep, his head flew out, and blood sprayed all over the ground, and this time he couldn't live again.

In the following months, many high-ranking officials were demoted from Beijing, the most serious of which was exiled for 3,000 miles.

No one knows the reason, but since then, no one dares to use natural and man-made disasters as the empress's article.

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(End of chapter)