In the bloody world, Di Tianming had mixed feelings in his heart. Apart from practicing hard every day, he also reflected on the wrong things he had done before.

After several days of practice in the cave, Feng Qingyu's spirit and vitality returned to their peak state.

The matter is over, and Feng Qingyu has no intention of staying here any longer.

As for the Xuanyin Sect, it's fine if they don't provoke her. She has already killed so many of them, and she has already done enough anger and revenge.

With the weak country forcibly annexing Wu and Liao, the two powerful countries, Dayu's foundation is unstable and surrounded by tigers and wolves. It is not appropriate for them to provoke strong enemies at this time.

Putting away the array disk placed at the entrance of the cave, Feng Qingyu blasted open the sealed entrance of the cave with a palm, then spread his fire wings and flew straight into the sky.

This trip didn't seem to last long, but it was more than half a month. It was time to go back and see how well Tuoba Yunjie was managing Xin Dayu, whether the people of Wu and Liao were well appeased, and whether Xin Dayu was well managed.

What stage has the construction of the capital reached?

Of course, the most important thing is to ask when the Saha Secret Realm Qualifying Tournament will start.

After all, this is the edge of Sapo Island, and there is still a long way to go from the central part.

If you go late, you may miss it in vain.

Unlike other monks, he has a lot of time to waste.

Feng Qingyu's time is too close, and she really wants to miss the opening of the Saha Secret Realm, fearing that she will never have the chance to see what the Saha Secret Realm is like that countless cultivators are fascinated by.

Homecoming is like an arrow, which is not enough to describe Feng Qingyu's urgent thoughts now.

It took Feng Qingyu less than two days to travel from the Song Dynasty to the border of Dayu, a distance of more than 100,000 miles.

When I return to the land of Qianwu again, the whole feeling is completely different.

In just half a month, all traces of the previous war had been completely erased.

New villages were built, and displaced people were tempted by various welfare policies to return to their hometowns with trepidation.

As the lowest level civilians in the defeated country, they had no hope.

Being able to not be a slave is already a special gift. How can I dare to think too much about it?

Knowing that it might be a trap set by the new regime to enslave them, but out of attachment to their homeland, these kind-hearted people still chose to return to their hometown with their families.

Even being a slave is better than being a refugee. The land under their feet is so vast and they keep walking day after day. Where can they escape to?

It's better to go back and take a look.

The overall situation has been decided and the war is over. Even if they become slaves, they can still keep their homeland.

With a feeling of anxiety, we watched the stars and the moon all the way. When we saw the sunrise over our hometown again, everyone couldn't believe that this was the devastated home of the past.

Although the rows of brand-new residences are temporary structures, they contain a lot of everything they should have. Even the farm tools for working in the fields have been prepared for them.

After a brief period of shock, these refugees burst into tears of joy, hugging their family and friends and began to cry loudly.

Feng Qingyu had seen similar scenes countless times, but every time, she was colored by the tears of those mortals.

It turns out that happiness can be so simple, a full meal, a field, and a house that can protect you from wind and rain.

Whether she was an immortal or a cultivator, she had never paid any attention to these things. It was not until she saw the crying or smiling faces of the mortals she saw along the way that she suddenly realized that giving happiness to others was actually a good thing.

A very happy thing.

A new order was established, and the scattered refugees rushed back to their homes.

The once war-torn land is now peaceful, and Feng Qingyu, who personally led all this, returned to the capital of Qianwu with complicated emotions.

Before the new city was built, Tuoba Yunjie temporarily stayed in Wu Palace to handle political affairs.

The war had just stopped, and there were too many things that he needed to deal with.

Every day I go out early and return home late to work on political affairs, leaving less than two hours of rest, but even so, I always feel that there is not enough time.

After stretching comfortably, Tuoba Yunjie dressed neatly and walked out of the dormitory with the memorandum approved overnight under the wait of his personal chamberlain.

But he had just walked out of the palace door, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Qingyu's back with her hands behind her back.

A familiar scene appeared again, and time seemed to be reversed. At this moment, Tuoba Yunjie had the illusion that he had returned to the small courtyard where he first met Feng Qingyu.

The same person, but the feeling given to him is completely different.

Although Feng Qingyu was very strong at that time, she did not feel this pressure.

Now, Feng Qingyu has completed his transformation and grown into a true king. Even the majestic king of the country can only look up to him and cannot bear any blasphemy.

After calming down, Tuoba Yunjie straightened his clothes, walked up to behind Feng Qingyu in three steps, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head, not caring at all about the shocked looks of the guards and eunuchs.

"My subordinate, Tuoba Yunjie, pays homage to the Lord!"

One of them knocked his head to the ground. The group of guards and eunuchs behind him were all dumbfounded. They were stunned for a moment before they realized what they were doing. They all knelt on the ground in a hurry and bowed to the figure in the distance, not even daring to express their gratitude.

Make a sound.

They had heard before that Tuoba Yunjie recognized Lord Feng as his master.

But at that time, they thought it was the royal family looking for a backer and pulling their king from behind the scenes to the front. After all, those old guys had done this kind of thing before.

This thought has been with them for a long time. It was not until today when they saw the king kneeling in front of Master Feng that they suddenly understood that it was not the royal family who was forcing this, but all this was the king's own idea.

Looking at that appearance, it seems that he cares about this identity very much.

The attendants and eunuchs knelt there and cursed secretly, but Tuoba Yunjie had no other thoughts in his mind.

Since he dared to push Feng Qingyu out in front of all the courtiers, he had already made preparations.

It was just a matter of sooner or later. The sooner Feng Qingyu's special identity was highlighted, the better it would be for them in Dayu, and he, because of her existence, could intimidate the courtiers and those ambitious people.

Putting down her hands, Feng Qingyu slowly turned around. Her eyes were still as cold as before, but there seemed to be something more about her.

Tuoba Yunjie could feel it, but couldn't tell what it was.

"Get up!"

At the same time as the cold voice sounded, a soft force had already risen from below.

Everyone, including Tuoba Yunjie, stood up involuntarily under the intervention of this force.

"My lord, you..." Tuoba Yunjie was a little surprised.

This is the best time to establish her authority, and it is also an excellent opportunity for her to establish her status above the royal family.
Chapter completed!