The spiritual note was written by the real person Yao Jun. The handwriting is neat and graceful, just like his gentle temperament.

After it is displayed, it disappears.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Zhao suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being, and bowed to the place where the spiritual note disappeared with Qinghe and Hongye. The elders of the sect were very caring with the spiritual note, so they should salute and express their thanks even if the person was not in front of them.

After the ceremony, Yuan Zhao couldn't help it anymore, "I thought the languages ​​were similar because the sect leader and others cast a spell, but why are the words the same?"

Could it be that the planes of Lingqiu and Tianjun also have the same unified thoughts of books and texts and cars on the same track? Who proposed it? What a great wisdom!

After hearing this, Hongye smiled sweetly and said:

"Your Highness is unaware of something. I once had similar questions and asked Miss Lingqi for advice..."

While Yuan Zhao was sleeping, Miss Lingqi was occasionally ordered to visit to see if there were any shortcomings in their daily lives. Although they did not dare to leave Linyuan Cave, they stayed at the entrance of the cave for a long time and watched the same scenery for decades.

, boring!

Qinghe has always been taciturn in front of outsiders, but Hongye has developed a gossipy temperament in the palace and loves to inquire. Every time he and Lingqiu girl can chat for most of the day, it feels like they have known each other for a long time, and they know a lot about Lingqiu's situation.

many.

The great world is composed of countless middle worlds, and the middle world is composed of countless small worlds.

Lingqiuzhou is a middle world. In addition to the local monks, there are also destined people from other small worlds. Yuan Zhao and the other three are destined people from the small world. People from outside the world fall into the world of cultivation by mistake, and there is no prescribed place to stay.

Randomly, wherever you fall, you will rise from there. Some great achievements die before they are realized, and some become great powers.

Over time, various dialects gradually increased.

"Originally, we were deeply lucky to fall into the same Xianyun Sect that speaks the same language. Later, when you woke up and learned that you had killed the Demon Lord, we realized that it was because of you, Your Highness..."

The fate between the three of them and the Xianyun Sect is not a coincidence, but because His Highness did not hesitate to burn her soul to save a small world in order to slay demons, and her unrivaled merits prompted her to settle in a peaceful place to practice.

"That's it." Yuan Zhao suddenly realized.

This is what the dream storybook (novel) said, a world that is woven through a sieve by travelers, right? Being able to make your own language a dialect shows that the seniors from Tianjun are doing well, and they are either saints or sages.

As for whether it has anything to do with her merits, I don't care.

"In short, when you are in a foreign land, everyone must remain vigilant and rational. Although you don't have to be a soldier, you can't forget about it and forget about your worries." Yuan Zhao reminded the two of them, "Although it is safe now, forgetting to fight will lead to danger. You two must learn a lesson

."

Now that they are in the world of cultivation, if they are in danger, their fate will only be even more tragic. She has the body of a demigod, but has no skills in Lingqiu, which will do more harm than good. If they are in danger, she can do nothing, and the three of them can only save themselves.

"My subordinate understands."

Qinghe and Hongye responded solemnly. The palpitating fear of being attacked by the Demon Lord returned before their eyes, and they couldn't help but feel frightened.

The two of them are different from Yuan Zhao. They have truly survived the long years safely, and the scenes of bloody battles are too far away from them. But Yuan Zhao can still remember it vividly, and he died together with the devil after just a few days of peaceful life.

Because of this, she was always vigilant and guessed the movements of the Demon Lord. However, Qinghe, who was accustomed to living a comfortable life, was caught off guard by the Demon Lord and almost became his snack.

Of course, whether the future will be a blessing or a curse will be determined over time, so there is no rush.

Next, the three of them began to look at their future habitat.

The bamboo building is simple and simple, divided into the main building and the east and west buildings, which are similar to the Sanheyuan. The bedrooms are on the second floor, and the first floor is the living room of a modern room, used for entertaining guests or entertaining yourself.

Each bedroom has bedding and other daily necessities.

Then, the three of them came to the main hall. Qinghe took out a sachet from his waist and gently shook the bag downwards against a short table. Three piles of neatly folded clothes were placed intact on the short table.

These are the clothes that Lingqi brought them to Jiuquan Mountain today. They are special clothes for sect disciples.

That sachet is a low-level spiritual weapon for storage. It doesn't have much space. It was a gift from Fairy Lingqi. There are blue cranes and red leaves, but Yuan Zhao has no skills and can't use them, so he doesn't have them for the time being.

This item requires paying spiritual stones in Xianyun Sect, and its main customer base is the new entrants to the rich and powerful.

There are three sets for each person, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Xianyun Sect has a barrier, the aura inside is richer than the outside, and the four seasons are like spring, so there is no need to wear new clothes every season.

It is very environmentally friendly and saves a lot of money.

After living in this kind of environment for a long time, it may be difficult to adapt to the outside climate. Therefore, the sect stipulates that a group of disciples go out to the mountains for training every ten years. The training time may be long or short, depending on their ability to adapt and the severity of their experiences.

Talking about the bamboo house, it has two courtyards, front and back.

There are trees, flowers, and the outline of a few vegetable plots in the front yard. Perhaps it has been uninhabited for a long time, and the vegetable plot is abandoned and covered with weeds. The tree is a tacky mountain peach tree, more than thirty meters high, with a thick trunk.

I can't hold it alone.

Why plant peach trees instead of pear trees, cherry blossom trees or citrus trees? Alas, future generations have no way of knowing what these old timers were thinking.

Yuan Zhao only knew that people who cultivated immortals should take the matter of marriage very lightly. Look, she had never entered Taoism, but she had never considered getting married. Qinghe and Hongye had lived for thousands of years, and they had no idea about getting married.

Don't care about anything.

That's all, everyone has their own views and conditions, so it's difficult to compare them to each other.

Clusters of unknown wildflowers of different varieties were planted in many corners of the courtyard. Not to mention the two warriors Yuan Zhao and Qinghe, even the red-leaf medical officer who had tasted all kinds of herbs did not recognize any of them.

In their eyes, anything they don't recognize is wild.

Although the four seasons are not distinct, the plants in the mountains still grow according to the seasons. Due to the mild and humid climate and the nourishment of spiritual energy, the forest plants grow wildly. Giant old trees can often be seen, making people look as small as ants and insignificant.

In the backyard, there is an open kitchen and a toilet room, which is a bathroom, a place for washing and defecation.

Although it is a fairy sect, everyone's cultivation level is uneven.

Some people only take pills to survive, but most disciples still need food to suffocate their bellies and the cycle of grains, so toilets are indispensable. What surprised Yuan Zhao again was that the toilets here were no worse than her dressing room, and the principle of sewage discharge was the same.

It can be seen that some living habits in the world of cultivation are similar to those in other planes. The difference is that the former uses magic spells in daily life, while the latter uses technology.

After the three people visited, they were filled with emotion.

Qinghe and Hongye are completely relieved. They were originally worried that the people in the Immortal Sect were still in the Gongtong period, so their highness would definitely be worse off than dead. No matter where they are, even if they don't have rich clothes and fine food, at least their lifestyle should be satisfactory.

Look, there is only a bathtub in the bathroom, and His Highness doesn't care.

"When we are successful in our studies and leave the sect, we can choose a better place to live in the human world," Hongye said.

By then, we will be able to build a hot spring pool for His Highness, which will be as comfortable and comfortable as the Princess Mansion in Dongping Lane.

"Can I still leave the sect?" Yuan Zhao took off his clothes with the help of Qinghe and prepared to take a bath.

"Yes, Lingqi said that many Jindan masters have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and cannot go any further. They almost leave the sect and travel to look for opportunities." Qinghe put her clothes on the hanger next to her and explained,

"If there is no progress in our cultivation in the future, we should leave on our own. We cannot continue to rely on the sect and compete for resources with the juniors."

"That's true." Yuan Zhao nodded in realization.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely improve my medical skills and become familiar with the method of alchemy from Master Chenyue. When I am kicked out of the sect, the elixir alone will be enough for us to have a foothold in Lingqiu." Hongye said about the future.

Very optimistic.

"My subordinates are practicing weapon refining at Jinyuntai, so I think they will be useful in the human world." Qinghe also said with a smile.

"Then it's hard work, you two." Yuan Zhao chuckled, "I just sit alone in this bamboo house watching the mountains and water, listening to the wind and rain, sleeping high, and living a comfortable life."

"Your Highness, as long as you can bear the loneliness." Hongye teased.
Chapter completed!