The identities are different, and the treatment is really different, after Qing Ling first went to the shabby little courtyard to pick up his father and sister, the three of them came to the temporary residence of the rumored first-class sect together.

As far as the eye can see, the look of surprise in the eyes is indescribable, the huge palace-like building is splendid, and when you enter the gate, you will see a wide garden, and the yard is not planted with ordinary flowers and plants, but all of them are all kinds of ornamental herbs. On this aura-rich Xianyuan Mountain, the medicinal herbs in the garden also appear to be vibrant, and the trend is booming.

Qingling and a few people took a turn in this house that covered a huge area, and found that there were four small courtyards in front and back, each courtyard had a separate garden, pavilions and pavilions, such a big hand, I am afraid that only Xianyuan Mountain could spend money to build it.

"How many such courtyards are there?" Qing Ling stopped, turned around and asked Xuan Ting, a young disciple of Xianyuan Mountain who was following behind him. Such a building, presumably there are not many in Xianyuan Mountain, not to mention anything else, just the construction area, there will not be too many places left for hospitality.

"There are nine in total, which are used to receive the other nine sects of the ten major sects in the cultivation realm. Xuan Ting said.

Qing Ling nodded, and sure enough, it was similar to what she had guessed.

"You can stay here in peace during the time of the Xiuzhen Conference, and if there is anything you can tell the maids in the courtyard to do. If nothing else, then I'll go down first. Xuan Ting said, politely owed to Qingling and the others, and when he saw that they were fine, he turned around and left.

Not long after he walked out of the door, Qing Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately ran around excitedly among the herbs in the garden. Oh my God, she had to collect so many precious herbs, and this time she had to collect them with the precious soil from the yard, so that there would be fresh herbs to use in the future.

She was happy, but she didn't forget to settle her father and sister, and first took her two relatives to live in a small courtyard, and then she walked out happily.

There are many medicinal herbs in the garden, and Qing Ling is looking carefully at the varieties of herbs here. "Violet, honeysuckle, four-leaf flower, evening primrose...... It's so rich. As he spoke, he reached out to pluck it.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and in an instant, two figures flashed to her side, "You are the personal disciple of the head of the Linghua Sect?" A clear voice came, beaming with ears, giving people a feeling of intimacy.

Qingling raised his head, thinking that the fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man with a handsome face stood in front of him, looking down at himself squatting on the ground, he was dressed in bright yellow clothes, and the mountain was equipped with all kinds of antique jade, like a moving treasure house.

"Who are you?" Qing Lingcong stood up and looked forward a few steps back, but found that there was not only one person coming, behind the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, there was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. He was dressed in plain white clothes, his face was cold, and he stood there like a stable iceberg, with an aura that rejected people thousands of miles away.

But the cold momentum can't hide the handsome appearance, so Qingling can't help but sigh, what a handsome person.

"Who are you?" Qing Ling was stunned and asked again, his eyes fixed on the two teenagers who suddenly arrived.

"Young Master Ben is rumored to be handsome and chic, graceful, jade tree in the wind, loved by everyone, sought after by many beauties, known as the jade-faced son of Yuan Fengchi, how is it, have you been fascinated by the temperament of Young Master Ben?" Yuan Fengchi said, and took out a fan inlaid with emerald gems from his cuffs, opened it with a 'hmm-', and pretended to incite a few times in front of him.

Qing Ling looked at it and was dumbfounded, this ...... Such a narcissistic person......

Passing over the flowery boy, his eyes moved to the iceberg boy behind him, only to see the cold young man looking at her with a little doubt, and then frowned, and coldly spit out a few words: "Spirit Ice Attack." ”

He was saying his name, and Qing Ling heard it.

Isn't that the son of the head of the first and second major sects in the cultivation realm? Isn't that the big and small prince he accepted when he was four years old?

What a coincidence, I met here. And it seems that they don't know their identities yet, if they are allowed to know their names, how will these two handsome young men react?

She smiled at the two teenagers, showing her most beautiful side, and it was no surprise to see the amazement in Yuan Feng's red eyes and a trace of emotion in Ling Bing's eyes. smiled lightly, exhaling like an orchid, "Hello, I am the daughter of the head of Qingyu Mountain, my name is Qingling ......"

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